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Turn me up Mr. Satellite

This shit get hot
So hot
Fonzo got beats
This shit get hot
So hot

Coming from the bottom on my way to the top
Back in Florida was running from the cops
Now I’m in Cali smoking all the good pot
Where ever you at boy this shit can get hot

Coming from the bottom on my way to the top
Back in Florida was running from the cops
Now I’m in Cali smoking all the good pot
Where ever you at boy this shit can get hot

This shit get hot
So hot
This shit get hot
So hot

Started from the bottom like the nigga named drake
Back in Florida I was running from the Jakes
Now a nigga eat Imma clean my whole plate
Nigga want beef it’s a well done stake

Gots brotha named Pop
And a brotha name snake
Last name Henley so I get it off face
Now I’m west coast living in a whole notha state
Shit look good but this shit ain’t great

Shit get hot like a frying pot
Fly ya hoe out
That’s a flying thot
Fuck her out her socks
Till she knocked out
Soon as she leave
Then she locked out
I can not breathe it’s a hot box
Smoking on weed till I’m clocked out
Floating on lean and I might rock
Shawty gone squeeze on my cock

Now I’m in Cali
Ball like a alley
And I’m doing shows
Got hoes in The Valley
Run a lot of game learned that from my Daddy
And I got swag ‘cause my Mom was an addict
And she caught aids damn that was tragic
God tryna test me
I know imma pass it
Got 2 kids but I came up a bastard
Head to the top imma pull up the ladder

Coming from the bottom on my way to the top
Back in Florida was running from the cops
Now I’m in Cali smoking all the good pot
Where ever you at boy this shit can get hot

Coming from the bottom on my way to the top
Back in Florida was running from the cops
Now I’m in Cali smoking all the good pot
Where ever you at boy this shit can get hot

This shit get hot
So hot
This shit get hot
FAT ASS
So hot


Comin from the bottom
Now I passed my opps
Now I got shooters that’ll pop a night top
Sold my first bomb on the stroll wit joc
Crackas pulled up I gotta drop them rocks

Now I’m in jail nigga sock and lock
40 wit a dick yea I love my glock
She suckin on dick yea she love my cock
Heard da crackas lurkin they just circled my block

If it ain’t bout them bands
Then what is you sayin
I don’t understand
You speaking japan

Girl we just fucking
Hoe I’m not yo man
I got that dope supply and demand
He gave me that work
I took off and ran
They sleeping on me
They don’t understand
I was the one
The man with the plan
Run up on me get popped like a Xan

They say I’m changing
Pockets full of big faces
White girl her name Katy
And she drive me crazy

They say I’m changing
Pockets full of big faces
White girl her name Katy
And she drive me crazy


Coming from the bottom on my way to the top
Back in Florida was running from the cops
Now I’m in Cali smoking all the good pot
Where ever you at boy this shit can get hot

Coming from the bottom on my way to the top
Back in Florida was running from the cops
Now I’m in Cali smoking all the good pot
Where ever you at boy this shit can get hot

This shit get hot
So hot
This shit get hot
So hot

This shit get hot
So hot
Fonzo got beats
This shit get hot
So hot

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