Spitfire!

I've been moving elusive, it's mad
You are just clueless, you looking for tracks
Go out of nowhere, I ain't coming back
Getting my passport, I'm packing my bags
And they tracking me down but I'm stashing my maps
And I'm locking in, rocking in, stocking my pack
Clocking, tick-tocking, I'm off of the track
Hearing you yap bout some shit that was dumb
Nah, nah, I don't give a fuck
Bitch I'm so fluid, I ain't getting stuck
Choosing to do this, I'm making the jump
And it's me waking up when I'm hearing this beat
And I'm stunting, it's sudden, I'm up on my feet
And I'm drumming, and gunning, and running the street
Nothing to something, I'm up and elite

I'm in that hot shit period
I don't think Imma be coming down from the skies
All of the tracks on the EP too hot
And they burning in my burner drive
I spit fire like a fighter jet
I spit facts like I'm Wikipedia in disguise
Let's have a dog fight, offline
Touch grass, and get a little sunlight
No vision, you'd think you're from Coraline
Ask Ryan, he watch that shit all the time
El Capitano, that's Will Jessop
Motherfucker know everyone, I'm not lying
Don't pull down my belt cause it's on tight
Spitfire, I'll gun you down on sight, on sight

I've been moving elusive, it's mad
You are just clueless, you looking for tracks
Go out of nowhere, I ain't coming back
Getting my passport, I'm packing my bags
And they tracking me down but I'm stashing my maps
And I'm locking in, rocking in, stocking my pack
Clocking, tick-tocking, I'm off of the track
Hearing you yap bout some shit that was dumb
Nah, nah, I don't give a fuck
Bitch I'm so fluid, I ain't getting stuck
Choosing to do this, I'm making the jump
And it's me waking up when I'm hearing this beat
And I'm stunting, it's sudden, I'm up on my feet
And I'm drumming, and gunning, and running the street
Nothing to something, I'm up and elite



Credits
Writer(s): Charlie Longmore
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