Drake - Spicy Hot

Talk it
When I say "Free Slime," I ain't talkin' that talk, man, I really put bread on the case
I'm tired of talkin' from distance my nigga, I'm dyin' to get back in your face (Yeah)
Let's talk about Drake (Ay)
Talk about Drake and you get a whole lot
Talk about Drake and you get you some streams
Talk about Drake and you get you some guap
You caught a .150 right in yo' face
We heard nobody drop, that's not how we rock (Damn)
I'm talkin' spicy hot (Hey)
I'm talkin' spicy hot
Man, how the fuck is yo' day one gon' testify so you can sit in a box?
Either you never did shit for your brothers or them niggas must have forgot
Too much forgiveness throughout all the years for you pussies, this shit gotta stop
And you know what else gotta stop? Comparin' the money that all of us got
Y'all niggas braggin' 'bout cribs when Ferris shit go for a hundred a pop
I set a Superdome out by myself, only playin' the shit I just dropped (Wow)
I'm talking spicy hot (Hey)
I'm talking spicy hot
Fuck it, we spicing it up
All these little punks is winding me up
Like they don't remember when times was rough
And they ain't know nobody kinder than us
I piggyback most of these niggas all over America
Drizzy was hypin' you up
The biggest around and you know that you boys gotta stand on a chair when you sizin' me up (What?)
Don't make me get a big head (What?)
Don't make me get a big head
Talking 'bout dead man walkin', boy, look in the mirror, man, I don't look dead
I look like a whole lot of bread (What?)
I look like I need me some head (What?)
I don't look nothing like y'all, you right about that, it's just like you said (What?)
That shit a compliment, boy, you actin' like we want to be you instead (What?)
That's when I'd rather be dead (Hey)
Don't make me hot
Don't make me hot
Don't make me get a big head (What?)
Don't make me get a big head
Don't make me
Don't make me
Don't make me
Don't make me
Don't make me
Don't make me