Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hot Minute, artist - K. Forest. Album song Forest Fire II, in the genre Соул
Date of issue: 11.06.2018
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Hot Minute |
My timin' perfect even when I jet lag |
Next time you see me I’ma glean, I’ma glean, I’ma glean, I’ma glean |
Next time you see me I’m clean, fresh and clean, fresh and clean, |
fresh and clean |
You 'ready know |
You ain’t seen me in a minute I been low |
Still above the bar but I limbo |
Pop up when I’m runnin' you won’t know |
VVS go «bang-bang» when it glow |
Pressure big but you will never see me leak |
Mini eclipse and I ain’t talkin' no sneak peak |
You wasn’t there when I was down, you was sleep |
I looked above your head, I seen z-z's |
Yes I’m doin' fine I have no side kicks |
Just me and my shorty got the whole spot lick |
Runnin' at my own speed, pacin' |
Yeah it’s been a minute 'cause I love the isolation |
Takin' risk for that bag, yeah I’m on a tight roll |
Gotta get right to the Brinks 'cause the bank got close |
And it’s like for the bag, I’m like Rob De Niro |
'Til I see green in that Goyard I’ma stay low |
Yeah I know it’s been a hot minute (hot) |
I’m at the Brinks, grippin' bags (grip, grip) |
Yeah I know it’s been a hot minute (hot) |
My timin' perfect even when I jet lag |
Next time you see me I’ma glean, I’ma glean, I’ma glean, I’ma glean |
Next time you see me I’m clean, fresh and clean, fresh and clean, |
fresh and clean |
I’m with the lie |
I’m never poppin' out if I don’t see no guap |
Can’t be 'round you boys that like to flock |
'Cause I got pookies on my wrist, they seen the blocks |
On my ends I’m makin' love, I make it hot |
They say «KK tell me why you never close?» |
«You got the power but you still movin' ghost» |
Ask that bread and I’m gettin' DeJ Loafs |
'Cause I’m learnin' from the turn close |
See I’m offline, no tweets (yeah) |
Until my bag is still complete (yeah) |
See you won’t know gavi (nah) |
Until I’m way long gone, capishe (huh) |
I’m at the Brinks I’m grippin' bags, I withdraw |
Stuffin' on some tryna zip up the Goyard |
Every dollar counts for something, yeah voila |
Next time you see me best believe I’m droppin' jaws |
Yeah I know it’s been a hot minute (hot) |
I’m at the Brinks, grippin' bags (grip, grip) |
Yeah I know it’s been a hot minute (hot) |
My timin' perfect even when I jet lag |
Next time you see me I’ma glean, I’ma glean, I’ma glean |
Next time you see me I’m clean, fresh and clean, fresh and clean, |
fresh and clean |