Hotbox in Milan (feat. Young Crystal)

I don't hear no more how you doing where've you been
But I know she want me to fuck her friend
Bitch let's go we gon' hotbox In Milan
Give a fuck about your plans
Imma hotbox in Milan
Imma hotbox in Milan
Imma hotbox in Milan
Imma hotbox in Milan
Give a fuck about no xans
I gon' win baby you don't understand
Freezing cold even tho it's half a band
Never did that shit again
And I'm not here for the fame
Why you bitches still blame
I just want my wrist to shine
And a fancy lemon lime
Hotbox in Milan got that shit from Barcelona
Smoke it all give a fuck' bout no alarm
Bitch, I saw you there, wanna eat you like a donut
Set the bar up I be training my heart
Girl you wanna know what I know
But i'm busy working
I just wanna show you that I ain't wasting time on perfect
I don't hear no more how you doing where've you been
But I know she want me to fuck her friend
Bitch let's go we gon' hotbox In Milan
Give a fuck about your plans
Imma hotbox in Milan
Imma hotbox in Milan
Imma hotbox in Milan
Imma hotbox in Milan