Hot In Az by Keem (Hakim Martinez) Lyrics
[Hook: Keem]
We be moving we be steady mobbing thru these streets
If a nigga got a problem we dont have to call police
We draw that heat x2
Its hot den a bitch in Az
[Verse 1: Keem]
I promise im the chillest man that you'll ever meet
But if you ever try treat me i got tricks right up my sleeve
I got youngins down to ride and my ogs be the guide
We be smoking gods gift can't you tell im heaven high
The death rate be high too when it become summer time
Az niggas lose our minds watch the numbers climb
Its like we living in an oven and the steaks are prime
I swear its hot den a bitch in six oh two
Welcome to the wild wild west
We be smoking on the best
Phx that is my nest
And shout out to the rest
We be moving coast to coast
We shoot a nigga then get ghost
Since you think we all are cowboys ima hop up horse
Nigga no this is porche
[Hook: Keem]
We be moving we be steady mobbing thru these streets
If a nigga got a problem we dont have to call police
We draw that heat x2
Its hot den a bitch in Az
[Verse 2: Keem]
Arizona right next door to california
We be blowing loud that shit will put yo ass into coma
We some stoners
But you gotta watch out for the snakes
D back ass niggas eat em like they frosted flakes
Summer time madness just like march madness
Arizona shawtys they got fat asses
We be pooring syrup like it is molasses
That mean we slowing up im boutta take my last sip
We be pooring syrup like we down in texas
Steady pooring syrup like we eating breakfast
Then go down to tempe get some college bitches
Even hit scottsdale cause that's where the rich is
Fuck all that bape shit
I rather buy an ak x4
[Hook: Keem}
We be moving we be steady mobbing thru these streets
If a nigga got a problem we dont have to call police
We draw that heat x2
Its hot den a bitch in Az
We be moving we be steady mobbing thru these streets
If a nigga got a problem we dont have to call police
We draw that heat x2
Its hot den a bitch in Az
[Verse 1: Keem]
I promise im the chillest man that you'll ever meet
But if you ever try treat me i got tricks right up my sleeve
I got youngins down to ride and my ogs be the guide
We be smoking gods gift can't you tell im heaven high
The death rate be high too when it become summer time
Az niggas lose our minds watch the numbers climb
Its like we living in an oven and the steaks are prime
I swear its hot den a bitch in six oh two
Welcome to the wild wild west
We be smoking on the best
Phx that is my nest
And shout out to the rest
We be moving coast to coast
We shoot a nigga then get ghost
Since you think we all are cowboys ima hop up horse
Nigga no this is porche
[Hook: Keem]
We be moving we be steady mobbing thru these streets
If a nigga got a problem we dont have to call police
We draw that heat x2
Its hot den a bitch in Az
[Verse 2: Keem]
Arizona right next door to california
We be blowing loud that shit will put yo ass into coma
We some stoners
But you gotta watch out for the snakes
D back ass niggas eat em like they frosted flakes
Summer time madness just like march madness
Arizona shawtys they got fat asses
We be pooring syrup like it is molasses
That mean we slowing up im boutta take my last sip
We be pooring syrup like we down in texas
Steady pooring syrup like we eating breakfast
Then go down to tempe get some college bitches
Even hit scottsdale cause that's where the rich is
Fuck all that bape shit
I rather buy an ak x4
[Hook: Keem}
We be moving we be steady mobbing thru these streets
If a nigga got a problem we dont have to call police
We draw that heat x2
Its hot den a bitch in Az