CITY ON FIRE

Lyrics

[Intro] F.W.P shit, nigga Turn me up more, turn me up more Turn me up, yuh, okay, huh, nigga It's Us Huh, turn it up, nigga Finna go burn 'em up, nigga [Chorus] Posted outside with them members again Bet they want ride with them killers again Fye on my side, it get hot in the city She hit my phone, want new ass and titties She so sadiddy, that pussy too litty, I stretch out that kitty, I slide with a fifty Four deep, two hundred shots on the dash If it's an issue, we pressing your ass That motherfucker dip when I push on the gas [Verse 1] These niggas won't last, they going instinct Hi-tech glass, I need me a brink Out in New York, stick and move with that shank I'm in LA, bitch, I'm posted with Twank They wanna be down, put in work, earn your rank I'm a big dog, I'm a boss, I'm a general Niggas out here always say what they finna do Pimpin' ain't easy, got green like Don Juan I got some vibes way out in Milan Feel like a don when I'm trapped in the Sun My shooter rock camo, he ready to hunt (Kill confirmed) I'm finna go stunt, I'm lit like my blunt She call me over, want dick in her cunt Bark like a dog, I know she a mutt How could you fail? You got me in your corner [Verse 2] Now is the time, I been tried to go warn ya Millions they coming, just call up my lawyer This shit shiesty, don't let 'em just fool ya I got the keys to the game, hallelujah Yeah, you had your lil time, thought you was outta here Gone in the wind like no one ever knew ya Popping my shit, I popped out in some Junya They gon' bite swag and we already knew it They need a tutor, I might just go school 'em My left wrist feel naked, I call up my jeweler So much damn ice, I don't need me a cooler Hits on the way, I can see in the future Would've got here way sooner, had to maneuver, everything now moving smoother I'm already prepped, so don't gotta get ready I'm with the same gang, Us, you hear me (Concrete) [Chorus] Posted outside with them members again Bet they want ride with them killers again Fye on my side, it get hot in the city She hit my phone, want new ass and titties She so sadiddy, that pussy too litty, I stretch out that kitty, I slide with a fifty Four deep, two hundred shots on the dash If it's an issue, we pressing your ass That motherfucker dip when I push on the gas [Outro] Huh, yuh Muh' fucker dip, muh' fuck- yuh, huh, yuh A guy told me one time, don't let yourself get attached to anything you are not willing to work out on in thirty seconds flat, if you feel the heat around the corner