That's Fire

Pinky rock look like mountain
Hop out the door hoes pouncing
They walk around me turn fountain
I tell em no more ladies Joan Fontaine
Gave man plaque you missed that
Heard you salty you big mad
Gave you work you big trash
Get back serving Big Macs nigga

OOOH yeah

That's fire (brrrrr Ooh)
That's fire (brrrrr Ooh)
That's fire (brrrrr Ooh)
That's fire

Big Run Big Run Ay
Ice on wrist gettin' hit by sun
Big Run Big Run Ay
All these niggas look like my sons
Big run big run (ay)
Big run big run ay

Big race– nascar (skrrt skrrt)
Tik Tok–
Big Face
Don't talk–
Give Face
Off Block–
Flip Base
JIG Le Frost got wrist ice cap
Bussdown boys that's 5 rack cop
Taking no ticket I'm fighting that cop
Niggas is waste and they moving so op
Niggas is lame all they music done flopped
I fuck up on sauce that my sous chef done dropped
Fuck on a Susan I'm loving the top
After I'm done man I tell her that's fire

That's fire (brrrrr Ooh)
That's fire (brrrrr Ooh)
That's fire (brrrrr Ooh)
That's fire



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Garrett
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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