FiRE
Woo!
Uh!
Aye yeah
I like this shit!
Uh!
Okay!
Yeah!
Uh!
Yeah!
Uh!
Yeah yeah!
Please don't take me there
You wanna see the fire?
We get higher
Brains get fried up
And if I go to hell
I won't need a lighter
Please don't take me there
You wanna see the fire?
We get higher
Brains get fried up
And if I go to hell
I won't need a lighter
I'm a writer!
Uh!
Who's shining brighter!
Torch the fire!
Please turn me up
I'm really tired of these bogus writers
They giving clout to
Other niggas
Who music ain't shit
But look at this kid
This blue haired nigga can spit
"The suburbs kid!"
From a mansion
4 or 5 whips
I swerved one
Now my forehead split!
I moved to this small town
That's depressing as shit!
Imagine this real quick...
I'm like "Reverse Fresh Prince"
And everybody know everybody
Like they family n shit!
And I try to make the best of it
But hell now dawg
This shit ain't lit!
Da'Shon
Gone pop off and when I do
It's cause I never quit
I'm never gone fall off
Because I always bring
Another hit!
And after this
I'm bout to go smoke with my chick
And how you do it?
You so slick
You talking bout the
Pock it picks?
Maybe skinny
Hands are bricks!
Eyes is big
and so is dick!
All my songs are solar hits
And I'm the one controlling shit!
Ignite get lit!
Please don't take me there
You wanna see the fire?
We get higher
Brains get fried up
And if I go to hell
I won't need a lighter
Please don't take me there
You wanna see the fire?
We get higher
Brains get fried up
And if I go to hell
I won't need a lighter
Please don't take me there
You wanna see the fire?
We get higher
Brains get fried up
And if I go to hell
I won't need a lighter
Please don't take me there
You wanna see the fire?
We get higher
Brains get fried up
And if I go to hell
I won't need a lighter
Uh!
Aye yeah
I like this shit!
Uh!
Okay!
Yeah!
Uh!
Yeah!
Uh!
Yeah yeah!
Please don't take me there
You wanna see the fire?
We get higher
Brains get fried up
And if I go to hell
I won't need a lighter
Please don't take me there
You wanna see the fire?
We get higher
Brains get fried up
And if I go to hell
I won't need a lighter
I'm a writer!
Uh!
Who's shining brighter!
Torch the fire!
Please turn me up
I'm really tired of these bogus writers
They giving clout to
Other niggas
Who music ain't shit
But look at this kid
This blue haired nigga can spit
"The suburbs kid!"
From a mansion
4 or 5 whips
I swerved one
Now my forehead split!
I moved to this small town
That's depressing as shit!
Imagine this real quick...
I'm like "Reverse Fresh Prince"
And everybody know everybody
Like they family n shit!
And I try to make the best of it
But hell now dawg
This shit ain't lit!
Da'Shon
Gone pop off and when I do
It's cause I never quit
I'm never gone fall off
Because I always bring
Another hit!
And after this
I'm bout to go smoke with my chick
And how you do it?
You so slick
You talking bout the
Pock it picks?
Maybe skinny
Hands are bricks!
Eyes is big
and so is dick!
All my songs are solar hits
And I'm the one controlling shit!
Ignite get lit!
Please don't take me there
You wanna see the fire?
We get higher
Brains get fried up
And if I go to hell
I won't need a lighter
Please don't take me there
You wanna see the fire?
We get higher
Brains get fried up
And if I go to hell
I won't need a lighter
Please don't take me there
You wanna see the fire?
We get higher
Brains get fried up
And if I go to hell
I won't need a lighter
Please don't take me there
You wanna see the fire?
We get higher
Brains get fried up
And if I go to hell
I won't need a lighter
Credits
Writer(s): Dashon Mickens
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