Human Torch!
The-the-these niggas they copy, they follow my course, go
Shawty get so wet when she see me of course-- course
We play on the beach, then we leave the port
It don't matter if I got it, I need some more
Pistols come in pairs, shots come in fours
You don't want the smoke, you don't want a war
Pistols come in twos, shots come in fours
We do real racing; we ain't playing Forza
I bring home the bacon, I bring home the pork
Bust inside that bitch and then she gon' abort
I don't do the white, no I ain't trying to snort
I-I-I-I be spitting flames like a Human Torch
The-the-these niggas they copy, they follow my course, go
Shawty get so wet when she see me of course
We play on the beach, then we leave the port
It don't matter if I got it, I need some more
If you talkin' bout that money bitch I get more
You can't show me all these racks when you on Discord
You talkin' tough, but I think you better check the score
I got everything that you was always stressin' for
Everything you stressin' for
Everything you stressin' for
Yeah you know I need some more
Pistols come in pairs, shots come in fours
You don't want the smoke, you don't want a war
Pistols come in twos, shots come in fours
We do real racing; we ain't playing Forza
I bring home the bacon, I bring home the pork
Bust inside that bitch and then she gon' abort
I don't do the white, no I ain't tryna snort
I-I-I-I be spitting flames like a Human Torch
Shawty get so wet when she see me of course-- course
We play on the beach, then we leave the port
It don't matter if I got it, I need some more
Pistols come in pairs, shots come in fours
You don't want the smoke, you don't want a war
Pistols come in twos, shots come in fours
We do real racing; we ain't playing Forza
I bring home the bacon, I bring home the pork
Bust inside that bitch and then she gon' abort
I don't do the white, no I ain't trying to snort
I-I-I-I be spitting flames like a Human Torch
The-the-these niggas they copy, they follow my course, go
Shawty get so wet when she see me of course
We play on the beach, then we leave the port
It don't matter if I got it, I need some more
If you talkin' bout that money bitch I get more
You can't show me all these racks when you on Discord
You talkin' tough, but I think you better check the score
I got everything that you was always stressin' for
Everything you stressin' for
Everything you stressin' for
Yeah you know I need some more
Pistols come in pairs, shots come in fours
You don't want the smoke, you don't want a war
Pistols come in twos, shots come in fours
We do real racing; we ain't playing Forza
I bring home the bacon, I bring home the pork
Bust inside that bitch and then she gon' abort
I don't do the white, no I ain't tryna snort
I-I-I-I be spitting flames like a Human Torch
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Writer(s): Devin Thomas
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