(Well, where's the ATM?)
Oh, yeah
Uh
Uh, temperature rise, it got this room like a hotbox
Temperature rise
(Call Lil' Tec, he back on it)
Uh, temperature rise, it got this room like a hotbox
My bitch she a diva, uh
My bitch she a diva, I come home to the mata
I smoke the opps, please don't light that block up, uh
I'm feeling like Nick Flocka
Free Big 2, my shotta, uh
Cha-cha with that choppa
Free Big Teeno, pimpin' these hoes, feeling like I'm Bino, uh
My bitch a Leo, make her set it off like her name was Cleo, yeah
Bitch, we 3-0, pop me a ten, I don't need a three, ho
Niggas saving hoes, acting like a CO
I'm from the woods, that's the new geo, yeah
When mama love told me that I lost bitches, swear I was droppin' the tit, uh
Nigga move wrong in his spot, on God, I swear I'm popping 'em heads
Head, tap feet, get him popped in his head
Ain't no way I got a pint of the red
Niggas go left, I go right to the bread
Free big X still fighting the feds (oh, yeah)
Uh, temperature rise, it got this room like a hotbox
My bitch she a diva, uh
My bitch she a diva, I come home to the mata
I smoke the opps, please don't light that block up, uh
I'm feeling like Nick Flocka
Free Big 2, my shotta, uh
Cha-cha with that choppa