Through The Fire
We'll cut your tongue out if you think about lying
I been in the field like I play for the 9ers
I just got a steal bitch, I play with the iron
I ain't Chaka Khan, but I've been through the fire
I'ma live it up 'cause I ain't scared to die
And your niggas could get killed if they fuck with the guys
They said I couldn't do this, but I still had to try
I just want that money, bitch, it's all on my mind
She just wanna fuck me, fuck me all of the time
Bitch, you know I'm finna get the bag tonight
Bitch, you know I gotta keep the strap on the side
Big body tint but you know what's inside
Hit a bad bitch from the back and the side
I hit a bad bitch from the back and the side
Give her back, she hit decline
I give her back, she hit decline
Bitch, you blocked, get off my line
Out the mud, I'm on my grind
This the last summer I'ma sweat at night
This the last winter without heat all night
Open up the business, mix some bands with the tide
Coronavirus hoe'd me, now I'm outside
Act like you know this
Angels got my back but you know I'm chosen
I'm a real nigga, and you know she know this
We some rich niggas and you know, you know this
I'm taking out the trash with my pistol loaded
You know I'm from the trap, and I'm on my old shit
Bitch, I got them sticks out hocus-pocus
If she come to see me then I know she soakin'
They said I couldn't do this, but I still had to try
I just want that money, bitch, it's all on my mind
She just wanna fuck me, fuck me all of the time
Bitch, you know I'm finna get the bag tonight
Bitch, you know I gotta keep the strap on the side
Big body tint but you know what's inside
Hit a bad bitch from the back and the side
I hit a bad bitch from the back and the side
I got so many bitches they fuckin' all my friends
Curry with the shot, I ain't talkin' 'bout a lens
Bitch I'm balling on a thot, yeah, yeah, I'm setting trends
On the block asking God to forgive all of my sins
She gon' fuck but not just because I'm riding in a Benz
I can't fall in love 'til you make it make sense
'Cause you wasn't starving with me every day was lent
Break a hundred hearts then I gotta go repent
Pull up with a drum, I got them bands on me
Let a nigga try me, nigga, you gon' see
The girl of your dreams to me is so weak
I'ma pull up on your bitch and she gon' suck the whole D
Yeah, yeah
She said it's so sweet she got a big throat, but she stay choking
That's yo' bitch, but she claim she love me
Big body Benz, she like, "Pull up on me"
Bad bitch with me and she twerking on me
Bad bitch on me and she twerking on me
Bad bitches with me and they twerking on me
Bad bitches with me and they-
Bad bitch with me and they twerking on me
Bad bitch with me and they twerking on me
Bad bitches with me and they twerking on me
All my niggas rich, so they put it on me
They said I couldn't do this, but I still had to try
I just want that money, bitch, it's all on my mind
She just wanna fuck me, fuck me all of the time
Bitch, you know I'm finna get the bag tonight
Bitch, you know I gotta keep the strap on the side
Big body tint but you know what's inside
Hit a bad bitch from the back and the side
I hit a bad bitch from the back and the side
Yeah, yeah
I been in the field like I play for the 9ers
I just got a steal bitch, I play with the iron
I ain't Chaka Khan, but I've been through the fire
I'ma live it up 'cause I ain't scared to die
And your niggas could get killed if they fuck with the guys
They said I couldn't do this, but I still had to try
I just want that money, bitch, it's all on my mind
She just wanna fuck me, fuck me all of the time
Bitch, you know I'm finna get the bag tonight
Bitch, you know I gotta keep the strap on the side
Big body tint but you know what's inside
Hit a bad bitch from the back and the side
I hit a bad bitch from the back and the side
Give her back, she hit decline
I give her back, she hit decline
Bitch, you blocked, get off my line
Out the mud, I'm on my grind
This the last summer I'ma sweat at night
This the last winter without heat all night
Open up the business, mix some bands with the tide
Coronavirus hoe'd me, now I'm outside
Act like you know this
Angels got my back but you know I'm chosen
I'm a real nigga, and you know she know this
We some rich niggas and you know, you know this
I'm taking out the trash with my pistol loaded
You know I'm from the trap, and I'm on my old shit
Bitch, I got them sticks out hocus-pocus
If she come to see me then I know she soakin'
They said I couldn't do this, but I still had to try
I just want that money, bitch, it's all on my mind
She just wanna fuck me, fuck me all of the time
Bitch, you know I'm finna get the bag tonight
Bitch, you know I gotta keep the strap on the side
Big body tint but you know what's inside
Hit a bad bitch from the back and the side
I hit a bad bitch from the back and the side
I got so many bitches they fuckin' all my friends
Curry with the shot, I ain't talkin' 'bout a lens
Bitch I'm balling on a thot, yeah, yeah, I'm setting trends
On the block asking God to forgive all of my sins
She gon' fuck but not just because I'm riding in a Benz
I can't fall in love 'til you make it make sense
'Cause you wasn't starving with me every day was lent
Break a hundred hearts then I gotta go repent
Pull up with a drum, I got them bands on me
Let a nigga try me, nigga, you gon' see
The girl of your dreams to me is so weak
I'ma pull up on your bitch and she gon' suck the whole D
Yeah, yeah
She said it's so sweet she got a big throat, but she stay choking
That's yo' bitch, but she claim she love me
Big body Benz, she like, "Pull up on me"
Bad bitch with me and she twerking on me
Bad bitch on me and she twerking on me
Bad bitches with me and they twerking on me
Bad bitches with me and they-
Bad bitch with me and they twerking on me
Bad bitch with me and they twerking on me
Bad bitches with me and they twerking on me
All my niggas rich, so they put it on me
They said I couldn't do this, but I still had to try
I just want that money, bitch, it's all on my mind
She just wanna fuck me, fuck me all of the time
Bitch, you know I'm finna get the bag tonight
Bitch, you know I gotta keep the strap on the side
Big body tint but you know what's inside
Hit a bad bitch from the back and the side
I hit a bad bitch from the back and the side
Yeah, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Daryl Wiltz, Kyle Gilmer
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