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Jelly Roll

Hot Streak

 

Hot Streak

(album: Addiction Kills - 2017)


Jelly Roll

Ayy, to my city I'm a rider and Amniotic prize fighter
And I'm higher than a no-hip, I'm a riot, I'm on fire
And everybody's talking now, everybody's watching
Told me get 'em, man, I got 'em
Now I think we got a problem
I been blowing like a rasta with bad bitches on my roster
Life is haunted, they don't want it
All of my partners are monsters
We them late night creepers, baby, all day sleepers
So you can keep your co-sign 'cause we don't need you
It's bad apple, baby, if you owe us, bring the check through
If you try us, the detectives will be playing Guess Who?
Hope that you protected and I pray the lord'll bless you
'Cause while you playing checkers, baby, we been making chess moves

I see the sun coming up, I still ain't got enough
I'm running to the money like I'm in some kind of rush
It's the beginning of a hot streak
Higher than a plane, I see the game from a box seat
I'm on fire right now
Baby, I'm on a hot streak
I'm on fire right now
Girl, I'm on a hot streak
I'm on fire right now
Baby, I'm on a hot streak
I'm on fire right now
Girl, I'm on a hot streak

Howdy, how the fuck you doing? Miss me with that hating shit
Every time I dip, bitch, I'm lit like the Las Vegas strip
Don't know what to make of it, game foul, flagrant
Let me set the record straight, I still wanna fuck Taylor Swift
Holler at me, I want your bitch body
The fat man is moving in, let's go get this shit popping
It's 'bout to be a classic, everything I'm smashing
My white trash ass is moving to Calabasas
I got a trophy wife, he married a working girl
I'ma pop a Perc and then sip a Sprite with purple swirl
Man, fuck you and your opinions of me
'Cause I'm a gangster to to the bone so I don't lose any sleep
I been blowing on this strong, I feel like I'm body building
Hide my pain behind a smile, I feel like I'm Robin Williams
Fuck it, we gotta get it, I ain't got a problem with it
But you gon' keep trying me and I'ma catch a body, pimping

I see the sun coming up, I still ain't got enough
I'm running to the money like I'm in some kind of rush
It's the beginning of a hot streak
Higher than a plane, I see the game from a box seat
I'm on fire right now
Baby, I'm on a hot streak
I'm on fire right now
Girl, I'm on a hot streak
I'm on fire right now
Baby, I'm on a hot streak
I'm on fire right now
Girl, I'm on a hot streak

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