Red Hot - KINTA

Turnt like a Ferris wheel

Push it like a carousel (Ok)

Get another steal Bradley Beal so you know it’s real

Bitch I came to kill fuck how you feel I don’t fucking feel

Boy I came to steal where’s yo girl eat her like a meal

I heard now he mad now he heated what’s his fucking deal (What are you doing?)

This is real spill, real spill so please take a kneel

I’ve been going passive towards the people so I could appeal

I don’t play with kids I will knock you off your big wheel

(Knock him off his big wheel?)

I’m not a friendly host (I'm not)

That’s not a brag or boast (It's not)

But everybody’s bitching so I gotta go ghost (Ayy)

Niggas love talking shit and these hoes love to do the most (Ok)

Going back and forth with them I’m killing them coast to coast

It don’t matter who it is niggas just don’t wanna roast (They don’t)

They get hurt like a bitch with no likes on a post

They throw tantrums like the president, acting like a hoe

You don’t wanna help the residence, then you need to go

Can’t trust a man who is hella bent, on ruining the flow

Of people trying to live, trying to survive but he wouldn’t know

Yeah, yeah he doesn’t know (he doesn’t)

So focused on his wig his hair don’t even grow

Pretends to care but he doesn’t and it really shows (It does)

Cause as long as he’s getting money he’ll let America blow (He will)

See, this shit is making me big tense (It is)

This ain’t wymore but I’m about to jump off the big fence

We patiently wait for competition like its defense

While hastily getting compensation for the past tense

So don’t get in my face with fuck shit cause I’m red hot (Don't do it)

If you wanna run up in my place it’s a dead shot

Get a sword in your heart and leave it for the blood clot

I’m a tragic character but now you’re just the dead plot

Fuck these niggas I already know they don’t want smoke with me (They don’t)

Chicken headed hoes talk down they’re all jokes to me

I don’t give a fuck about life you can’t poke at me

If you really want beef, you better start spraying G

I don’t take shit in life, it ain’t scaring me

I been through too much to let a nigga put fear in me

Let alone a bum no life having ass nigga

You stay fronting but ain’t down to pull the trigger (You ain’t bout it like

that)

(Wait, hang on)

Yeah I’m getting mad

I know I’m getting pissed (Ok)

Hurting y’all feelings bitch I know I never miss

I’m not a happy ass nigga and y’all know this (Y'all do)

I don’t make clean Christian music tryna reminisce

On me being happy just to ruin it my damn self

I say it all the time but I really need some damn help

I look in the mirror I’m disgusted fuck my own reflection

Can’t stand the shit that I be doing not just for attention

All the shit that I be fucking up this list will need some stretching

But I’m still gon do it better happiness is what I’m fetching