Yung Dray & Lil Lo
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[Verse 1 – Lil Lo] Hottest out the oven, meltin' through the pan holders My fame brewing, boiling like a cup of Folger's On The Rise the foundation, no Make-A-Wish Gettin' money, fuck the beef shit If it's beef, I like it deep-dish Make a call, the guns, equipped Terminate 'em Rats talkin' but soon get exterminated I'm losing patience, keep it real, ain't with the hatin' My tongue disintegrated, came back, regenerated As far as the beat, no hope, incinerated Ya ears, I'm penetrating Spit raw, no condom on Stacking paper, living large, uh King Kong Ding dong, I'm ringing at fame's doors One song pop up, then plenty more, cancer spores My lyrics stuck in other realms, spiritual On The Rise Entertainment, who the fuck are you? [Chorus – Lil Lo] Hottest out the south, haters run they mouth I come around, I don't hear what the drama 'bout Hottest out the south, haters run they mouth Money talks, I don't hear what they talkin' 'bout Hottest out the south, haters run they mouth If it's beef, I suggest you don't go that route Hottest out the south, haters run they mouth On The Rise Entertainment, what the talk about, uh [Verse 2 – Yung Dray] Nigga welcome to my slaughterhouse You can take the martyr route Been single for a while but the sniper take ya daughter out Hotter than the Carter drought Nigga what you talkin' 'bout? It's On The Rise Ent. excel in everything you're 'bout Harder than a cinderblock, my wood up in your sister's mouth She gobble for an hour, I devour, when I dip she pouts Fully loaded clip so I suggest you take a different route A shark in the water, you niggas nothing but trout Slow it down for the non-believers, and false preachers My flow is so miraculous you'd think that it was Jesus Pause Now you're barely breathing, and bullets in your fetus OTR we're at the top and all the rest are underneath us They got me on the defense I switch clips, chopper sounding like a sequence Nigga eat this Throw 'em overboard, leave a nigga seasick Disposed of all the evidence Haven't seen 'em ever since [Chorus – Lil Lo] Hottest out the south, haters run they mouth I come around, I don't hear what the drama 'bout Hottest out the south, haters run they mouth Money talks, I don't hear what they talkin' 'bout Hottest out the south, haters run they mouth If it's beef, I suggest you don't go that route Hottest out the south, haters run they mouth On The Rise Entertainment, what the talk about, uh [Lil Lo] Uh What the talk about, uh On The Rise Entertainment, what the talk about, uh