Stefflon Don – Hot Prop Lyrics
[Intro] The Don [Verse 1] Metaphor heaven No iron, they weak like they’re seven They crushed and I’m hot, let me press them Fangs dripping venom My flow’s be like cars, they want rent them No budget, I don’t make exceptions Don’t ask me no questions Don’t mention my name in your sentence There’s levels, I don’t see progression Let’s take that aggression I bow […]