ALL I KNOW – HOTBOII

Lyrics All I Know – HOTBOII

[Intro]
Hot cut the fan on, ayy, yeah
Double O lil’ baby, bitch
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Uh

[Pre-Chorus]
All I know run up the check
I’ma do that ’til I’m dead
Nah, ain’t never gon’ stop
Booger baguettes, they fall from my nose to my neck
And I be covered in snot
I’m a boss-ass nigga, can’t sit on the phone, lil’ thot
Ho, is you f*ckin’ or not?
For some my niggas all they know beat up the pot
I’m tryna get all of ’em out

[Chorus]
Like, oh shit
Got a switch on the Glock
I don’t know shit, how yo’ mans get popped?
I’m frozen, iced out, oh Lord
I’m the coldest, why they be callin’ me Hot?
Shit I been did they be tryna re-route
Last nigga ran up on the gang, he flopped
In the Hellcat, nigga, I don’t see cops
Spot ’em, I got ’em, but I don’t beatbox
[Verse]
I don’t beatbox, spot ’em, I got ’em, yeah, but I don’t beatbox
Stick got dirty again, re-wash
Leave a nigga again in the window rear bar
All this money out here be flowin’
Hoes they be tryna beatbox
All these commas out here, niggas gettin’ shows
f*ck Corona fever
Hotboii froze the store with a heater
These hollows, they hot, and diamonds can not
They’ll change that gangsta whole demeanor

Niggas talk smoke, never rolled a reefer
Can’t turn no ho to a household
I know all these hoes so deceivin’
I know I had to turn around my whole demeanor
I used her throat just to hold my semen
I had told people, “Don’t leave me,” they left, I ain’t give up
Nigga, you ain’t came where I came from
No life, VVS lit up
I can get a nigga wet, lit up
All the dead opps get lit up
We done got the crowd all lit up
Like bullets flyin’ all in the club

[Pre-Chorus]
All I know run up the check
I’ma do that ’til I’m dead
Nah, ain’t never gon’ stop
Booger baguettes, they fall from my nose to my neck
And I be covered in snot
I’m a boss-ass nigga, can’t sit on the phone, lil’ thot
Ho, is you f*ckin’ or not?
For some my niggas all they know beat up the pot
I’m tryna get all of ’em out
[Chorus]
Like, oh shit
Got a switch on the Glock
I don’t know shit, how yo’ mans get popped?
I’m frozen, iced out, oh Lord
I’m the coldest, why they be callin’ me Hot?
Shit I been did they be tryna re-route
Last nigga ran up on the gang, he flopped
In the Hellcat, nigga, I don’t see cops
Spot ’em, I got ’em, but I don’t beatbox