Got That Fire

Lyrics

[Intro: 22nd Jim] Hahahaha Ey Hold up Let me ask you something, bitch [Verse 1: 22nd Jim] You need a nigga that stays fly Always got money Pockets stay swole with them big blue hundreds A nigga that don't give a fuck about yo baby daddy A nigga that a drop off like a [?] tell you stash it A nigga that don't mind keeping you flossin' in the latest [?] in that pussy Baby sware that I'm the greatest A nigga that's gon keep his [?] sharper than a blade Swich a nigga that's gon make more than a doctor on the lateshift You ain't gon see me for about 3 or 4 nights 'Cause i'm probably in the hood shooting hundreds on the dice So i'm probably [?] eating hundred dollar rice Young nigga 'bout a bag, and a nigga playing right Drop a four in the [?], that's 300 in the sprite You might think that shit is something, but to me i call it light Niggas know i got it on me, and expecting me to fight Only fighting you gon do is for your motherfucking life [?] niggas snitching on they Mans, that's a [?] Got these bitches lined up like it's Soul Train I'm diored down to the floor, [?] i'm in a spaceship Drop a hundred on you niggas, and i lane switch P-LO the beat, and they basic Bad bitch, i keep her waiting like she basic I'm just warming up, nigga, hahahahah Look at this [?], nigga [Verse 2: ALLBLACK] Name one nigga out here, really deep off in these streets [?] real deman on these beats Based on [?] MTV I [?] leave the condom on the sheets A nigga with tats on his face, and stomach and arms [?] the size of a kangaroo arm Bank account with 6 digets, got health insurance Brought the selfie stick out, just for this porn star performing Thank you [?] for the drip you sent Thank you Nike for them [?] Shout out [?] on New Years night I was on Southbeach knocking out hoes, like a saucey ass dyke [?] too, I ain't putting guns down to fight I go east coast on niggas, slap your face with a knife I got some demans fresh out the pen who really need it [?] flex around me, I set the play up and complete it