Still On Hots

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[Verse] So, y'all thought I was done? Nigga, I was in the field Lil' bro pops died, we had to shoot him, nigga, I was on that drill Everything K, y'all know my name, 1040-K, we don't fuck with that gang Tidda and Bobby, those are different strains We went to Harlem and let that shit bang And I'm still on hots, bend through the lo to go test out my chop I could never dead it with the Flocks, since Chii dead, we tryna kill his pops Like, y'all niggas already know me, I let off 24, like I'm Kobe Joke on Mdot and John Glo got shot in his face, that's why niggas wanna troll me Me vs Me, that was garbage, now that nigga got me started Your sister just had a kid, she a bop, so I know shе don't know who the father is I'ma carry this shit for the X, Facе of the Bronx, y'all better show respect And I fuck with some niggas in Brooklyn, but they know who really doin' best They say: "Smokin' on Zelly, and smokin' on Noah," now I gotta drop the F He ain't wanna come fight on my block, he ain't wanna link up with the TEC Smokin' on Nunu, nigga, that nigga punchin' the best I should've boomed you, nigga, I should've put you to rest I'm tired of all of this fake shit, nigga, I only fuck with the Mitch Baby, I'm sanctioned, they be thinkin' that I'm Crip After I dick her down, she like: "You better not slip" Free my 60hs, I had them smokin' on JayRipk Like, that shit was crazy, shout out Ciggy, squashed it with the Babies I got low when the bros tried to taze me You be dumb, if you pull up and shave me Have my eyes closed when they play me But nothing they did that would faze me Free CJ Goon, that nigga shoot like McGrady (Grrah, grrah, grrah) But now let's get back to the claffys How y'all stuck up in Douglas, but y'all be out here tryna rap beef? I be smokin' on Nay, Jay5ive, I got your lo' All of these opp bitches doing dick, they be fuckin' all my bros RPT-K, them niggas dirty, them niggas always share clothes I gotta watch what I say on that line 'cause the feds out here tappin' our phone I'm like, "Pass me the Lotti, I'm tryna get in my zone" I can't go out like Keys 13, he should've never left home
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- Sha EK