On Fire

Lyrics
[Intro: StanWill] (Jose the Plug) I, I, I, I, I [Verse 1: StanWill] I could never play the middle (Nah) I got more stripes than a referee, we know you ain't official Think you hackin', we get active, boy, you know we play the whistles (Brrt) This shit every day, you know I played the pistol (Yeah) All my hoes Barbie (Yeah), all your hoes rats (Yeah) All my hoes snatched (Yeah), you get all your hoes snatched (Yeah) I'm with the militia, look like Truth how we got poles, jack (Brrt) Paparazzi, Glocky got the flash, you better pose, jack (Posе) Bitch, I get to runnin', runnin' all like a triathlon [Verse 2: TrDee] You ain't know that we bе sendin' bullets out with MegaTron Duck your taco, we gon' hit you in it or gon' knock it off Must ain't know that we be swingin' sticks like we be playin' golf I'm on fire, shit, I feel like Weezy F Baby I peep niggas stealin' style, y'all gon' have to pay me I heard you ain't ball long like Tracy McGrady AR sittin' in the crib like we in the Navy I be workin' like I'm broke because I'm scared of that If my mama knew ho much this cost, she'd have a heart attack [Verse 3: BabyTron] Brodie pulled that skimmer out, he lookin' for a card to hack Please take your shoes off, them bitches ancient artifacts Super throwed, sparkin' 'thrax We ain't known? Pardon that You just can't follow the basic rules, it ain't that hard to stack Catch him out, park his Scat Hit his top, make him drop Bravado x Mihara, bitch, my fit costs me an eight of Wock' Shit, blowin' 'em out, it's time to play the clock Feds happy than a bitch they got you, all the names you drop Boy, you broke as fuck, can't up a roll, don't try to say you not [Verse 4: StanWill] I can smell a rat a mile away, ain't gotta say you cop Hutchy got my pendant bust (What bro on?) Spinnin' somethin' Funny, bro gon' get a teardrop tatted when he hit his onion [Verse 5: TrDee] Put a hole in an opp, he look like a Funyon Had to cut that bitch off, she was too annoying T-double-H-L-S-B-D-S-M [Verse 6: BabyTron] That's the gang, cuddy janky, tryna snatch a chain We'll pull up drummin', no trace like a masquerade Oppositons, they can't get a pass until I pass away [Outro: BabyTron] ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia Long live $cams
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Credits
- Writers
- BabyTron
- StanWill
- TrDee