Fire Out Back
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โฑ๏ธ 2:28 duration
๐ ID: 2816016
๐ Lyrics
Throw it
Fire out back
Planes up there ya keep this shit wet
If I die today I'm still on track
Halloween chain its a big ole bat
Six tours in I've been around the map
Can't fuck with shorty if she acting like that
Cool ice cubes I feel like Mike
Try to vacay, I'm still on the mic
(Oh)
You see the bright lights
Out in Miami just to see a wild life
Pullin these hoes, just me and Limbani
It's like we campaign, we got 10 big bodies
Yes, If I dies today
At least I'm with the gang in a hideaway
No stressin, Imma find a way
Think that we the same
But it's night and day
What should I do?
Hold up strong, that shit too strong
I cannot move
Let's keep shit short can't take too long
Counting up blues
My mamma done prayed, my momma done prayed
Got nothin to lose
Won't go out that way
You already know that I do that
I can show you how to do that
They gon' call this shit a throwback
She got a gut she can throw that
Her pussy gushing it's so wet
It's dripping on top of my forehead
Push it to go, rack on me like a 4 wheel
Pack up and send off the merch in the slow mail
I learned some tennis from kids who own Kodak
Bitches on bitches on
My lap like Christmas like noel
I am not passing my chips or my cheddar no rotelle
My shit it gigantic
My room got a hammock and this not a motel
Pray my dope sell
Planned it
Pink showed the beat it was jammin
Two weeks ill be in the Hampton's
I got the Bronco to take a bitch camping
Yes, I got standards
Like its so expensive
Imma need my percentage
Foot on the gas I press it
Im high like Twin Peaks
Mind going three peat
Just taste test don't repeat
I watch what matters to me
Wish that hoe aint tattle on me
What should I do?
Hold up strong, that shit too strong
I cannot move
Let's keep shit short can't take too long
Counting up blues
My mamma done prayed, my momma done prayed
Got nothin to lose
Won't go out that way, won't go out that way
Yes, Fire out back (hmm)
Planes up there ya keep this shit wet
If I die today I'm still on track
Halloween chain its a big ole bat
Six tours in I've been around the map
Can't fuck with shorty
If she acting like that (hmm)
Cool ice cubes I feel like Mike
Try to vacay, I'm still on the mic
(God)
Let me put this into perspective, okay?
I cannot lose, we do things better than you
Fire out back
Planes up there ya keep this shit wet
If I die today I'm still on track
Halloween chain its a big ole bat
Six tours in I've been around the map
Can't fuck with shorty if she acting like that
Cool ice cubes I feel like Mike
Try to vacay, I'm still on the mic
(Oh)
You see the bright lights
Out in Miami just to see a wild life
Pullin these hoes, just me and Limbani
It's like we campaign, we got 10 big bodies
Yes, If I dies today
At least I'm with the gang in a hideaway
No stressin, Imma find a way
Think that we the same
But it's night and day
What should I do?
Hold up strong, that shit too strong
I cannot move
Let's keep shit short can't take too long
Counting up blues
My mamma done prayed, my momma done prayed
Got nothin to lose
Won't go out that way
You already know that I do that
I can show you how to do that
They gon' call this shit a throwback
She got a gut she can throw that
Her pussy gushing it's so wet
It's dripping on top of my forehead
Push it to go, rack on me like a 4 wheel
Pack up and send off the merch in the slow mail
I learned some tennis from kids who own Kodak
Bitches on bitches on
My lap like Christmas like noel
I am not passing my chips or my cheddar no rotelle
My shit it gigantic
My room got a hammock and this not a motel
Pray my dope sell
Planned it
Pink showed the beat it was jammin
Two weeks ill be in the Hampton's
I got the Bronco to take a bitch camping
Yes, I got standards
Like its so expensive
Imma need my percentage
Foot on the gas I press it
Im high like Twin Peaks
Mind going three peat
Just taste test don't repeat
I watch what matters to me
Wish that hoe aint tattle on me
What should I do?
Hold up strong, that shit too strong
I cannot move
Let's keep shit short can't take too long
Counting up blues
My mamma done prayed, my momma done prayed
Got nothin to lose
Won't go out that way, won't go out that way
Yes, Fire out back (hmm)
Planes up there ya keep this shit wet
If I die today I'm still on track
Halloween chain its a big ole bat
Six tours in I've been around the map
Can't fuck with shorty
If she acting like that (hmm)
Cool ice cubes I feel like Mike
Try to vacay, I'm still on the mic
(God)
Let me put this into perspective, okay?
I cannot lose, we do things better than you