Fuegos

Yeah, seven

Purchasing from 7-Eleven
When I take a bite, I feel like I'm in heaven
It sure leaves an impression
Such a great invention
It's like I'm in a different dimension
I just want to mention
I been going on
I been really going hard
You know I will go far
Yes, I really am
I got bad radar
Gotta keep myself on guard
Gotta look up to the stars
Just 'cause I can
Show me your cards
I don't wanna be jarred
I don't wanna be a con
Don't wanna scam
Don't wanna scam
I'm not a scam
Gotta eat the Takis
I don't need no walkie-talkie
I don't need a damn shawty
I may just be salty
I know I'm not naughty
I be staying frosty
Even in the one-forties
Maybe I will have an Audi
I don't deal with thotties
That's because I don't party
I socialize hardly
Maybe that's why I'm not jolly
Enough with all the folly
Let's get back to the hotties
Not any of the copies
And not the flavor zombie, yeah

Yeah, seven

Ay, time for a real rap
I am gonna build that
I am gonna fill that
I don't wanna wield that sword
I have been there before
I'm just gonna ignore
I don't wanna explore
I don't wanna restore
Ay ay
I don't wanna explore
I don't wanna restore
Ay ay
I'll be doing me
I'll be with Griffy
We'll be making beats
Eating some Takis
Maybe freestyling
We'll be night walking
Definitely not jogging
Shouldn't be shocking
We enjoy chilling
To us that's thrilling
I have been, been
Grindin'-in'
I have been, been
Grindin'-in'

Yeah, seven



Credits
Writer(s): Francesco Fenzi
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