FIREBALL
King Prince & Rei$ & Huntaps
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I can't believe what it's doing to me I cannot believe what it's doing to me, ohhh F*ck on her face I'm just brushing her teeth I cannot believe what she's doing to me, yeah Noooo, what? Might as well try this shit one time If she don't lock swag then she cannot be mine We f*ck like we're running out of time She talking the language, I'm reading the signs, yeah (Oh, yeah) Huntaps pulled up on me said he got some new percussion, what (Yeah) Huntaps pulled up on me said it's time to make bangers out of nothing, what (Yeah, what) So we had to do it then I just pulled up on your main and told her that she staying in (Can't call you back!) I told her you don't got no income now she throwing ass (For real!) You make shit up, I make enough and every word I say is fax (King Prince!) Told that girl go long (Yah!) Met her in the deep end Fuckin with some broads And we do it every weekend Suckin' on my dong (Yeah, yeah, uh!) Yeah she drinkin' all my semen Fuckin with my songs Now watch her she be feenin' (Yeah, yeah!) Told that bitch, run it back Now she runnin' off the track She was a runner, I was a gunner Now I met her, she was funner (F*ck an opp, f*ck an opp!) Now I'm messin' up her Summer, uh F*ck her in the kitchen, uh (F*ck 12, f*ck 12!) She was missin' And I hit the pussy while it pissin' Now I'm just hittin', uh Flashing lights all I see is different colors (Ay, ay) Colorblind, got some hoes that look like each other (Yeah) Cut my side bitch off she tried to press me with her brother You ain't scare me boy, with my dawgs, we move together That's forever My right wrist is dancing and oh boy it's shitting (Yeh!) That bitch gon meow when I play with the kitten (Yeh!) Racks in my jeans, the more I be getting the less it be fitting The more I be winning, the more I be spending (Yeh!) Just last year I had less than a rack Now I done doubled, tripled my bands and I go make it back Just like that (Let's go, let's go, let's go!) Pull up with my crew KP and Reis, who the f*ck is you (Who?) Those my dawgs I call them blue If the feds come around I'm not leaving a clue (Shh) Only time I wanna be up on the news When I'm wearing some unreleased designer shoes (Ay) When I'm making plays like a baller, making moves Flexing on everyone, don't make me embarrass you (Ay) I can't believe what it's doing to me I cannot believe what it's doing to me, ohhh F*ck on her face I'm just brushing her teeth I cannot believe what she's doing to me, yeah Noooo, what?
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Written by: Hunter Rofkar, Lucas Warner, Reis Ulman
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