Fired Up - Trailer Remix
Imma lead the charge like a quarterback
I might need to charge for my photos man
I'm bending the streets, I'm the corner man
Bank rollin' in the deep you looking petty cash
Go hard... yup
Kill 'em softly, I ain't sorry
Go yard
Grand slamming you wings like Scottie
I don't need the practice
I'm the fastest
I'm the moneyman
I keep moving passed 'em
At their fastest
I'm just running laps
Roll past
Sitting in the front call shotty
I said put your hands up
Welcome to the after party
Fired up
Burners on burners
You're burning on E
Fired up
If you come to the city
You better know me
Fired up
Bet on a winner
You betting on me
Fired up
Fired up
Fired up
Imma need 8 figures on my fingers
Just to feel alright
I don't need a favor
I'm the favorite, call me 1 through 5
I don't need a reason
I might roll up on you any night
Jump out with the keys
I locked the trunk
But I left you inside it
Poof
Bygones be gone
X-out like Christmas
Feliz navidad
Wrapping my gifts that I bought
It's a lot
Put on for my city
I got it on lock
Fired up
Burners on burners
You're burning on E
Fired up
If you come to the city
You better know me
Fired up
Bet on a winner
You betting on me
Fired up
Fired up
Fired up
Roll past
Sitting in the front call shotty
I said put your hands up
Welcome to the after party
Fired up
Burners on burners
You're burning on e
Fired up
If you come to the city
You better know me
Fired up
Bet on a winner
You betting on me
Fired up
Fired up
Fired up
I might need to charge for my photos man
I'm bending the streets, I'm the corner man
Bank rollin' in the deep you looking petty cash
Go hard... yup
Kill 'em softly, I ain't sorry
Go yard
Grand slamming you wings like Scottie
I don't need the practice
I'm the fastest
I'm the moneyman
I keep moving passed 'em
At their fastest
I'm just running laps
Roll past
Sitting in the front call shotty
I said put your hands up
Welcome to the after party
Fired up
Burners on burners
You're burning on E
Fired up
If you come to the city
You better know me
Fired up
Bet on a winner
You betting on me
Fired up
Fired up
Fired up
Imma need 8 figures on my fingers
Just to feel alright
I don't need a favor
I'm the favorite, call me 1 through 5
I don't need a reason
I might roll up on you any night
Jump out with the keys
I locked the trunk
But I left you inside it
Poof
Bygones be gone
X-out like Christmas
Feliz navidad
Wrapping my gifts that I bought
It's a lot
Put on for my city
I got it on lock
Fired up
Burners on burners
You're burning on E
Fired up
If you come to the city
You better know me
Fired up
Bet on a winner
You betting on me
Fired up
Fired up
Fired up
Roll past
Sitting in the front call shotty
I said put your hands up
Welcome to the after party
Fired up
Burners on burners
You're burning on e
Fired up
If you come to the city
You better know me
Fired up
Bet on a winner
You betting on me
Fired up
Fired up
Fired up
Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Blas
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