MOB Ties Massaka & Joe Young (Ft. Tyga)

[Chorus: Tyga]
I ain’t the hottest (Nigga stop it)
I ain’t the hottest (Nigga stop it)
I ain’t the hottest (Nigga stop it)
I ain’t the hottest (Nigga stop it)

[Verse 1: Joe Young]
Dare rappers, dare rappers
Everywhere I look a see dare rappers
The year after, train a day
All day no fear factor
No real clap as no real stack as no real backs as no blueprint
No motive about red gentle
Hold if misconception
About MC’s dear rappers
Don’t temp me ‘cuz I kill rappers
We real choppers we stay strap
How ‘bout the van that you kidnapped?
Come out you mouth with your bitchslapped
Still on the shit we ain’t rich yet
Source boys like Dipset then dimense they twins set still
Home we, we ain’t win yet
Crushing the game we ain’t here yet
But we been strap like Jim Hat
Fucking the game you did that
That big ass let me hit that
That die right there let me get that
Double it up no chit chat
No face shit, no riff-raff, no also