Lyrics:
Timberland's high as hell
The ceiling is an understatement
I burn through it, prove it's a fire drill
Fire hoes, bad bitches fire hoes
Fire hoes then re-hire
I say, "how high?"
I paddle quick
I stay dry
They say, "jump"
I'm a flat tire
Off I go
No rehire
Drip drop
Drip drop
Drip drop
Tick tock
Hope my
Your time expires
And your company rehires
And I said
Burn it up, burn it up
Burn it up
I can see it clearly now, burn it up
Burn it up
I can see it
need to rehire this bullshit just isn't my style
I'm tired and wired. I am the one that they fired. I think they need to rehire this bullshit just isn't
my own boss and my payoff is to get laid off
Get a break off just to rehire myself
For the take off
A Beach House, the EP
Ey, these hoes all tryna
retire
Counter work for double bid rehire
No it's never easy crossing over soft and squeezy
That's the date your own contract will liquidate
So foretold
Positions not apply able (Lil n*****)
Kill ya self I might rehire you (Bitch)
I just do this shit bitch I aint tryin to
My flow is undeniable (Aye)
I left
to know...
Entitled! Self-obsessed! Venal! Pocket-lining! Faithless! Philanderer!
Liar! Liar! Suit's on fire!
Fire, fire and re-hire!
The Emporer views his
a fatty
Oh behave
Got that whip
For these new slaves
Bitches coming to my cave
Like i discovered fire
Bet I will retire
Before u hoppers
Try to rehire
to
Rehire, rehire
I'll yell out to you
Ah
Ah
Pick me up
Stop kneeling, get up
Rubber bullets in skin
Feel the way the fire pulls you in
The way we were
duckin the one again, had to fire and rehire I'm trappin wit one again, tryna take me to the pen they tackle I'm finna spin, again
enough
I would start a revolution
If I were black
I'd rewrite the constitution
Rehire God to run my famous institution
4-3-2-1 this is for
it, and go
I don’t think yall’ really hearing me
The pace alone decides who’s in my vicinity
Change the poles, rehire the gravity to trade for gold
ain't tryna re-hire
I'm a big guy dually truck come wit big tires
Diamond bracelet for Lil Marlon, that's a petty gift
We riding black truck, nigga we
cook you again
Call that a re-fire
Take you back my friend
Now that's a re-hire
Only to bring more shame
You fresh off the flame
Now let me cut into you
Tryna rehire your arms
Side strap have the pussy on a slant
She tryna retire my
She fiendin for 8 like I came widda rock
Top
She know how to slop
Put me on speed dial like a rehire
I can be yo regular
Make this shit real secular
I can be your doll
You know who to call
Now make that money fall
back and rehire you
Then she says she misses you after she said that I'm tired of you
Girl I still desire you
Look at your pictures and I admire you
outta date, your ass been expired
She act up one time, that's it, I do not rehire
Don't wanna sound modest, but I don't know nobody hotter
You ain't fall
to fire your self and rehire
Fire yourself and rehire
Yeah we headin out west
Uh huh
We heading out west
We got to make it to the exoplanet yeah
We
when they need a job I can rehire
Break them off a pension to retire
I'm nothing like Syah
Told you that your boy was way flyer
Take after my brother I'm
Whack lines can't face us
Y'all can try but can't break us
Bro code spitting fire
Rehire or retire
We high or we higher
Quit game y'all look tired
We top
spread like some pliers
Cancelin' bitches
You bout to get fired
Stop hittin' me up tryna get a re-hire
Wealthy and healthy
My deepest desires
Im keepin'
prolific, and so gifted I think I'm wired
This whole business, and soul stiffness, we could rehire
Yeah
And I'm the best goddamn candidate
Bring back
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