Hotel

Album cover art for "Hotel" by Better Temperatures & Austin Skinner

Better Temperatures & Austin Skinner - Pop, Rap

Hotel

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[Intro: BIGBABYGUCCI] And that's it Ayy, it's over, yeah Ayy [Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI] I'm grinding 'til it's my turn I'm inside this hotel eatin' hors d'oeuvres And she act like a brat because I spoiled her, uh Bitch, I'm up at 4 A.M. puttin' in more work Ain't tryna let you score first I been gone, I know, I know She like, "Boy, just come back home" Just floatin' on that open road I go through shit when I'm alone Girl, pull up and meet me outside Now I'm buyin' that shit 'cause you mine That boy said he servin' that time I seen the paperwork, you lied Now I'm givin' them boys straight lies [Verse 1: BIGBABYGUCCI & Austin Skinner] It's a 5.56, fuck 9's Do you know what it do to yo' spine? You'll know if you play 'bout mines Told her to blow me [?] Neck gettin' colder, I'm headed to fire Told her to suck me and look at the time (Yeah) I be on them drugs like every time I thought of you Know I said I'd hit you back but I ain't never follow through Don't know why you on my mind, I know I wanted all of you Why I been distant? I ain't never mean for shit to change You don't listen Damn, I didn't, y'all just be the same (They say, "Yeah") [Verse 2: BIGBABYGUCCI] I was busy doin' drugs so I ain't get your text I'm just goin' with the wind baby, 'cause I don't know what's next All this smoke inside my chest She say I'm broke and I'm the best I'm drinking more and caring less I can't ignore it 'cause I'm stressed You think that bitch wet? I told her, "Julie, gimme alkaline" Damn, she gettin' thick, I think I'm seein' through the blurry lines I be reading all the signs but I can't never comprehend I came right in the nick of time, like, "Come on, girl, just follow me" [Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI] I'm grinding 'til it's my turn I'm inside this hotel eatin' hors d'oeuvres And she act like a brat because I spoiled her, uh Bitch, I'm up at 4 A.M. puttin' in more work Ain't tryna let you score first I been gone, I know, I know She like, "Boy, just come back home" Just floatin' on that open road I go through shit when I'm alone Girl, pull up and meet me outside Now I'm buyin' that shit 'cause you mine That boy said he servin' that time I seen the paperwork, you lied Now I'm givin' them boys straight lies

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Credits

Writers
  • BIGBABYGUCCI
  • Austin Skinner
  • Harper (Producer)