Raé Fontaine Productions feat. Beloved Goldchain & Cavucci -
David Raé Shawn Presents: Posse Cut - 1101
Fire Squad
I can't take it, uh
Fire Squad, niggas acting a hoe
This that shit that get my dick licked
Don't hate me, be mad at ya hoe
She be throwing a fit, when I tell her I got to go
Know you can't call on me lil bitch, I'm not Tyrone
Niggas is hot, like I hit the spaceship
And got powers with my gang, other three in my clique
I don't even want this bitch
Ima get her high and then make her take all my niggas flicks
I won't rest my eyes till me and all my niggas rich
And if you hating then it seems to me that you down on yo dick, nigga
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
He just nice, yeah he just slice
Like a Gensu with this knife
Fontaine Deadshot with the pipe
I turn Hawkeye with this pole
Kill his ass, it's Blackest Night
Krrr, that's why I only move at night
Smoking Bob Barker, the price is right
Keep coming back, you like what you like
You get high, I book the flight
Tabs on tongue, let's take a trip
You ain't never seen it, give you a glimpse
You cockaroaches can't figure me out
You find me, I'm at Kami's house
I'd rather die than be one of you niggas, why you think I'm posted with Kin?
Badass bitch, make-up with five figures
Fucked last year and now she want me to spin
I don't mix my liquor, I don't drink no liquor
Ion like my hoes in the mess
Touch my bitch this a five pound trigger
Way I pull this bitch, only arms no chest
I was in the back seat fucked up, fell out with my roster I'm high
I looked at my nine, girl I'm proud of you
Murder she wrote, who gon die?
And my paranoia reaching levels I ain't never seen
I know she in love, she asked "What color beam?"
Yeah I post up with yo bitch in her house
And I walk around with a stick in my jeans
Springs
I can't take it, uh
Fire Squad, niggas acting a hoe
This that shit that get my dick licked
Don't hate me, be mad at ya hoe
She be throwing a fit, when I tell her I got to go
Know you can't call on me lil bitch, I'm not Tyrone
I said
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
He just nice, yeah he just slice
Like a Gensu with this knife
Fire Squad, niggas acting a hoe
This that shit that get my dick licked
Don't hate me, be mad at ya hoe
She be throwing a fit, when I tell her I got to go
Know you can't call on me lil bitch, I'm not Tyrone
Niggas is hot, like I hit the spaceship
And got powers with my gang, other three in my clique
I don't even want this bitch
Ima get her high and then make her take all my niggas flicks
I won't rest my eyes till me and all my niggas rich
And if you hating then it seems to me that you down on yo dick, nigga
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
He just nice, yeah he just slice
Like a Gensu with this knife
Fontaine Deadshot with the pipe
I turn Hawkeye with this pole
Kill his ass, it's Blackest Night
Krrr, that's why I only move at night
Smoking Bob Barker, the price is right
Keep coming back, you like what you like
You get high, I book the flight
Tabs on tongue, let's take a trip
You ain't never seen it, give you a glimpse
You cockaroaches can't figure me out
You find me, I'm at Kami's house
I'd rather die than be one of you niggas, why you think I'm posted with Kin?
Badass bitch, make-up with five figures
Fucked last year and now she want me to spin
I don't mix my liquor, I don't drink no liquor
Ion like my hoes in the mess
Touch my bitch this a five pound trigger
Way I pull this bitch, only arms no chest
I was in the back seat fucked up, fell out with my roster I'm high
I looked at my nine, girl I'm proud of you
Murder she wrote, who gon die?
And my paranoia reaching levels I ain't never seen
I know she in love, she asked "What color beam?"
Yeah I post up with yo bitch in her house
And I walk around with a stick in my jeans
Springs
I can't take it, uh
Fire Squad, niggas acting a hoe
This that shit that get my dick licked
Don't hate me, be mad at ya hoe
She be throwing a fit, when I tell her I got to go
Know you can't call on me lil bitch, I'm not Tyrone
I said
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
He just nice, yeah he just slice
Like a Gensu with this knife
Credits
Writer(s): David Seals
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