Savage Xtra, Ariet Honest, Solana - Hottest In The Room Lyrics

Who the fuck is that
Na your papa
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hot
hey
Na me be the hottest in the room
Baba fela give me fire
Say make I come dey cook on the fire
I’m winning, I’m making the mulla
Dem bitches be screaming I’m fire
I’m a g, steady getting bags
When you fuck with me
I make your hard work very easy
Real g, Savage with a little bit of Xtra
I’m steady getting my bag
See, I got everything you looking for
I’m the one papi
I been giving them brutality
Badman in the game steady getting it
When you vibe with my flow
You must be dancing
Dem no born you well not to like me
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Bout to get turnt in the place
They say I'm too dope I'm a risk
I don't care I'm making it bitch
To follow my cruise on a trip
The fuck bitch you regular
I'm back with the melody
That make you wan fuck with me
That little insanity
He love the way I sound he wan fuck me
Bad girl mi put dem on a curve thing
I do not say I'm a boss
Dem niggas dem see from my talk
I'm on the road making the dough
Your little ass sleeping like goat
I can not say that it's goal
When my hommies ain't winning the gold
Bitch
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hot
Drip or drown, you’d think I’m gunna
Smoke hella blunts like I’m burna
Omarion on hoes, I’m unbothered
Fuck what a bitch nigga saying
Eyes, mind and heart on my paper
Light skinned but I’m tougher than leather
Ride for the gang, yeah I’m loyal
Shawty a fighter, a soldier
Fuck how a fuck Nigga feeling
ain’t a bag, why will I chase ya
Ain’t a bag, why will I chase ya
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hot

Who the fuck is that
Na your papa
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hot
hey
Na me be the hottest in the room
Baba fela give me fire
Say make I come dey cook on the fire
I’m winning, I’m making the mulla
Dem bitches be screaming I’m fire
I’m a g, steady getting bags
When you fuck with me
I make your hard work very easy
Real g, Savage with a little bit of Xtra
I’m steady getting my bag
See, I got everything you looking for
I’m the one papi
I been giving them brutality
Badman in the game steady getting it
When you vibe with my flow
You must be dancing
Dem no born you well not to like me
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Bout to get turnt in the place
They say I'm too dope I'm a risk
I don't care I'm making it bitch
To follow my cruise on a trip
The fuck bitch you regular
I'm back with the melody
That make you wan fuck with me
That little insanity
He love the way I sound he wan fuck me
Bad girl mi put dem on a curve thing
I do not say I'm a boss
Dem niggas dem see from my talk
I'm on the road making the dough
Your little ass sleeping like goat
I can not say that it's goal
When my hommies ain't winning the gold
Bitch
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hot
Drip or drown, you’d think I’m gunna
Smoke hella blunts like I’m burna
Omarion on hoes, I’m unbothered
Fuck what a bitch nigga saying
Eyes, mind and heart on my paper
Light skinned but I’m tougher than leather
Ride for the gang, yeah I’m loyal
Shawty a fighter, a soldier
Fuck how a fuck Nigga feeling
ain’t a bag, why will I chase ya
Ain’t a bag, why will I chase ya
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hottest in the room
Religious Fela, Religious Fela
Na me be the hot