Fire Control

Yea
Yall ain't ready
Yall ain't ready
Yea

Momma we made it we going to the top
Got my squad on my back like niggas on the block

Poured a 4 of that wock, hope my kidneys don't stop
I still post on the block with a mop in the Glock

Use to sell the white and selling all that shit
Got your main chock fuck up on that x shit

Don't disrespect this tech teach that boy lesson
I'm run up a check split it with my brethren

Dirty south boy trying run up this shit
Hit you with that tech make your whole body split

I'm a boss baby so I'm on that John gotti shit
Yellow test mix with activist I'm a scientist

Get the whole clip than blaze the whole strip
Wetting niggas up on that Scarface shit

I'm in the jungle with these bars boy I'm going ape shit
I don't work out a lot I had to curl the K clip

Represent the gang, never lame like 2 Chainz
Making all the gwap making my niggas go insane

I get brain switching lanes in a mussain
Pull that 9 out and niggas bolt like they Usain

Showing no mercy like magnificent
Niggas was on the throne and that was the death of it

Got a scope on the k I don't think I will ever miss
I make white girl flip like acrobatic specialist

Shooting up a breeze making niggas go inside
Put him in the ocean till his body fucking rise

See the pain I endured when you look into my eyes
To get it I will flame a chicken like I work at Popeyes

Take a nigga bitch tear her ass up from the inside
Make the chick dick whip now she down to ride

She said she want a roll up I'm about to get this hoe fried
Hit it then I just dismiss it girl your Uber outside

I might come in like Kobe but Balling like Ginóbili
Got your chick on Adidas now she want to blow me

Excited and she going fast I'm like baby do it slowly
I don't love no hoe I'm pass her to my homie

Had to strap and keep that Nina on me
My old homie from the block tried come and fold on me

And that's the wrong move cause we got choppers with scopes
From a distance put bowling ball holes on your throat

Ice on my wrist to see how I rolling
Pull up to the scene with that beast with that 30

I don't Milly rock but a nigga stay sturdy
It's a nigga in a grave cause his ass tried to burn me

Hitting niggas with them lethal bars
Man got 2 bad bitches man they all want just to feel me now

She wasn't dancing on the dick she grinding on the semi
And they like me I talk spicy from New York City

Put that 8 in the litter
Making bitches go crazy like teenage Justin Bieber

If you scared go to church talk to a preacher
Ice on me cause a nigga hotter than a fever

Niggas niggas just drink on that henny
Crying to the bitch cause they want to be me

I'm stuffing up my jeans with nothing but 50's
Sauce life nigga and finesse stay drippy

Hold up let me pause for a minute
Building on fire the bars we fucking spitting

I ain't slipping Bitch I'm gripping pour a 4 in a twister
Now I'm sipping and moving slow bout to fuck up my liver

I told yall I never going quit
Going show the whole world who the fuck OG Mannie is

All My niggas shoot but I don't hang with camera men
They all keep a tool u think I'm cool handymen

97 that year when the goat had arrive
Got to show the world who the fuck is different now



Credits
Writer(s): Og Mannie
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