Fire Batch

Nigga, fire, fire, fire, woah, woah
Nigga, woah
It's a fire batch, I ain't fuckin' with the logs
It's a fire batch, I ain't fuckin' with the logs

Come in cop a PS1300 for the bucks
How can you claim I'm not your bro
Then you know that nigga tough
One time he seen that switch and we called him nigga strong

Why the fuck you tryna box and we got buttons on our Glocks
No, we don't fuck with them cause they be fuckin' with the opps
I know why he broke cause he be trickin' on these thots
Man, you gotta watch these hoes cause they be quick to send the drops

Shit, fuck, I'm in the shark, I ain't thinkin' bout no cops
Hangin' with a OPP, boy, you bound to get shot
I feel like Flava Flav, I got 20 hoes on the clock
Yeah, that's a razor blade, it'll cut your pussy ass in chops

I smell a heady, where that at
I got hella white girl, I got Betty
They tryna swipe off my act, these niggas petty
Yesterday I sent a feed, he OD'd off that fetty

Bitch, why the fuck you call my phone? No, damn well you ain't ready
And nigga, why you hit my phone? If you know, damn well you ain't spendin
Tweetin' the tweaker, this nigga fell in love with the bandit
I be tryna talk to God, but I'm steady on her sinning

Baby, fight these niggas, finish
No, we can't fuck with y'all
They got the rock and fumble, call them Butterball
All these bands in my pockets, got my shit clawed

German Shepherd in the kitchen, I ain't got good doors, woof
This a fire bat, y'all ain't fuckin' with the lows
Come and cop a PS1300 for the bows
How come you clean them out your boat and you know that nigga toes

You wanna tell him you seen that switch when we caught him, niggas froze
Bloody man full of bald heads, they look like amber rose
Man shop open 24-7, we on close
100 rounds on the road, I'm OT, postin' stuff

I don't release shit blind, so I'm pourin' up, I'm by the force
I'm by the force, nigga
Woo, one, two bars, nigga
My, M-O-B question

Gun, gun, gun, gun, eh



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Writer(s): Luh Jlo
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