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Hot Topic Video (MV)




Performed By: SOS OG
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: Myles Jackson




SOS OG - Hot Topic Lyrics




Them college recruiters they doubted me
SOS OG dont work without salary
Therefore its f*ck the football get a bag a week
Niggas gave up and i dont see them after me
Im by myself and im smoking on cali tree
Burn every day like im trynna loose calories
You cannot purchase this drip boy they out of these
If i dont know you the pack come with taxing fees
Said im the shit imma dog but without the flees
This is not dominos but i want all the cheese
If you not Benjamin Franklin dont talk to me
If you not YV or Kannon cant walk with me
Always some shit on my mind so its hard to sleep
I do not count the sheep i count the broccoli
This is real nigga philosophy
Dont want apologizes
I want monopoly
Bitch

I got 'em pissed like a potty
F*ck on a thottie if she got a body
But
I am not James
And there is no bonding
She call my phone have my brother respond it
Look me up SOS OG .com it
I am not gothic but im hot topic
Me and my girl move together Team Rocket
If he the plug then im pulling his socket
Keep me a j and a spliff in my pocket
I do the dash, the cops lost it
Ace and Flash, they told me dont stop it
Therefore im rapping 'til im in a coffin
Im in the mall I dont care what its costing
Im a big boss and these niggas flossing
These niggas chatting, these niggas ratting, these niggas capping, these niggas acting
OG no tv but i want the static
Copy my style even if i was dragging
Babygirl shut the f*ck up why u nagging
Little boy back the f*ck up fo' we tag you
Demon, a savage, and i got no tattoos
Instagram, twitter, the way that we at you
Said he a nut but we cracked his cashew
I got peripheral vision on cash views
Just 'cus you stuck up dont mean i cant bag you
I could of saved you but the street can have you
If i was him and he me id be mad too

You know OG he just love to get money
If I dont know you I dont find it funny
Im on the grind, had to cut off my honey
Sticking like glue, she was sticking like puddy
Im on the grind, I ain't do this for nothing
Walk in the Exxon and get me a Russian
Fighting my demons, im running from something
These niggas act hard and bitch up in public
Damn
These niggas act hard and bitch up in public
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Them college recruiters they doubted me
SOS OG dont work without salary
Therefore its f*ck the football get a bag a week
Niggas gave up and i dont see them after me
Im by myself and im smoking on cali tree
Burn every day like im trynna loose calories
You cannot purchase this drip boy they out of these
If i dont know you the pack come with taxing fees
Said im the shit imma dog but without the flees
This is not dominos but i want all the cheese
If you not Benjamin Franklin dont talk to me
If you not YV or Kannon cant walk with me
Always some shit on my mind so its hard to sleep
I do not count the sheep i count the broccoli
This is real nigga philosophy
Dont want apologizes
I want monopoly
Bitch

I got 'em pissed like a potty
F*ck on a thottie if she got a body
But
I am not James
And there is no bonding
She call my phone have my brother respond it
Look me up SOS OG .com it
I am not gothic but im hot topic
Me and my girl move together Team Rocket
If he the plug then im pulling his socket
Keep me a j and a spliff in my pocket
I do the dash, the cops lost it
Ace and Flash, they told me dont stop it
Therefore im rapping 'til im in a coffin
Im in the mall I dont care what its costing
Im a big boss and these niggas flossing
These niggas chatting, these niggas ratting, these niggas capping, these niggas acting
OG no tv but i want the static
Copy my style even if i was dragging
Babygirl shut the f*ck up why u nagging
Little boy back the f*ck up fo' we tag you
Demon, a savage, and i got no tattoos
Instagram, twitter, the way that we at you
Said he a nut but we cracked his cashew
I got peripheral vision on cash views
Just 'cus you stuck up dont mean i cant bag you
I could of saved you but the street can have you
If i was him and he me id be mad too

You know OG he just love to get money
If I dont know you I dont find it funny
Im on the grind, had to cut off my honey
Sticking like glue, she was sticking like puddy
Im on the grind, I ain't do this for nothing
Walk in the Exxon and get me a Russian
Fighting my demons, im running from something
These niggas act hard and bitch up in public
Damn
These niggas act hard and bitch up in public
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Writer: Myles Jackson
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