Hot Shit Lyrics – Cardi B feat. Kanye West & Lil Durk is the latest English song. Hot Shit song lyrics are written by Tay Keith, BanBwoi, Kanye West, Lil Durk, Cardi B while the song is produced by BanBwoi, Tay Keith.
Hot Shit Song Details:
| Song: | Hot Shit |
| Singer: | Cardi B, Kanye West, Lil Durk |
| Produced by: | BanBwoi, Tay Keith |
| Written by: | Tay Keith, BanBwoi, Kanye West, Lil Durk, Cardi B |
Hot Shit Lyrics
Tay keith! This too hard
Tay keith! Fu*k these n!Ggas up
Tay keith!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Nah, this that hot sh!T
Jimmy snuka off the top rope, superfly sh!T (fly)
Might get in the tub with all my ice on some ‘pac sh!T (hot)
Either way you slice it, bottom line, I’m the top b!Tch
New chanel, I rock it, twist and it ain’t even out yet
All this jewelry at the grocery store, I’m obnoxious
Bought a home and closing on another, I know I’m blessed
Everybody wanna be gang, ain’t no spots left
Bad b!Tch contest, it wouldn’t bе a contest
Oh! Smoking dope, I’m connectеd
I don’t know what’s longer
Man, my blocklist or my checklist
I don’t know what’s colder
Man, my heart or my necklace
Pretty when I wake up, I’m a bad b!Tch at breakfast
Still might slide on a opp (it’s electric)
Hating didn’t work so they lie (so they lie)
These b!Tches looking hurt
And they fried (and they fried)
I know they wouldn’t miss them if they died
Tell them move (move), move
New chanel on my body, it’s a boost
I’m so p0pping I don’t ever gotta get introduced (‘duced)
One thing I never call a b!Tch for is a truce (truce)
Brand new chopper, can’t wait to put that b!Tch to use (use)
Oof (oof), checks coming fast
I’m like swoosh (swoosh)
Oh! (oh!), give them to them straight
Hundred proof (proof)
I thought I killed you h0es before
It must be déjà vu
It’s either that or
I’m catching body number two
This that block music
This that drop location, drop a opp music (man)
This ain’t for them n!Ggas in the house
This sh!T for glock users
And I don’t talk down on trenches hoes
Who known to be a c0ck user
This that pill talk, gotta buss his head
He cut on opp music
Who said you gang? (who?)
Who said you could come around this b!Tch and hang? (who?)
And I fu*ked your baby mama
Mama and I ain’t say a thing (shh)
They just came outside in 2020
Pull up in that ’21
I pick my side, switches fully
And I’ma die for 21 (slaughter gang)
I got plenty cars, I hit plenty stars
And didn’t come
I said it plenty time
I pay for bodies, I ain’t pay for none
You think I’m finna leave my b!Tch for you?
She fu*k future, too?
I know that von hit her
She pulled up on my block in jimmy choo (smurk)
Oof (oof), checks coming fast, I’m like swoosh (swoosh)
Oh! (oh!), get them to me straight, hundred proof (proof)
I thought I killed you h0es before, it must be déjà vu
It’s either that or I’m catching body number two
Pinky swear, you ain’t scared when you heard ye appear
I’ma hop up out the bushes, me and pusha kill your man
I’m just saying now I start to get used to the pain
’til one day I say,
“Fu*k it” brought my masseuse on the plane
Why you playing? Reaching the gang, losing hand
Where you stand?
“Where was j at? Where was them at
Where you done that? Where you live at?”
Another headline, “Where your head at?”
“N!Gga, go home, where your kids at?”
They be on my nerve, they be on my nerve, mm-mm
When we lost virg’, I was on the verge, mm-mm
I just hit the louis store, I had to splurge, mm-mm
We just made a silent movie with no words, mm
Guess who topping now, uhh! God got me now, uhh!
Guess who at balenciaga, guess who shopping now, uhh!
They can’t stop me now, uhh! I been p0pping out, uhh!
Cardi, where your sister at? I need henny now, mm-mm
I flew in and out, hundred-fifty-thou’ mm-mm
Now, even when they shout, gotta shout me out
So aah!Ead, go aah!Ead, mm-mm
Not even close, all of why all is number two
Oof (oof), checks coming fast
I’m like swoosh (swoosh)
Oh! (oh!), give them to me straight
Hundred proof (proof)
I thought I killed you h0es before
It must be déjà vu
It’s either that or
I’m catching body number two