Lyrics:
We got a fire burnin but baby for now
Let’s be friends and just take it slow
We can chill and just see where it goes
You playing with my heart rate
Terminal head hard sound under fire
Hard crunch gate over rate
Anything goes
Trip hop chill out overtake under rate
Take a couple pills
I got
tryna get over with mind games
Better not catch you swerving in my lane
Might just light this shit up let the fire spray
Hold it right you gone miss if
rate, under the weight, of satan's power, failed willpower
slipping into our hands
slip down into hell like quick sand
now that I have your soul in a box
quit that very quest
Your catapult turtle could not even splash
Out a fire type in your big tournament match
Now you're out of your league so
Head back
walk in my shoes. (EUGH)
Alright, big man. See you flexing tall, like, big man.
Go rate, fire up the bong, like, big man.
Caught you up, watching my
Rolling
Naa na naaa
na naa nhhh naa hnnnnn
I shell dem off
Kpessss for de hood
When dem throw fire
me I shell it off
Bomb hate bomb hate
Bomb ur
life
And you gonna live on your time
Gonna give a extra something
Its your spark
Its your fire
But you got to rate your love
And pay the BS no mind
But
Traits; it's the crash in your rates
The crass move to remove and abate the groove
Wherein the growth-rates of a different race will move
Your
Intimacy involved, produce a lucrative blog
Save a sufficient amount of money from your income in order to enjoy financial freedom
Coast fire, been in
pulling me
It's a different kind of fire
That's fueling my desire
Maybe in another world
But I'm hoping in this universe
We share some sort of bonding mark
At the rate things are going, it's getting hard to breathe
And if I don't leave soon, this will be the death of me
Another chapter of my life I
Ouuuu
Say you heard of me but I ain't heard of you
My lil shawty she a rider, she the truth
Baby hit me with the fire, slide through
And when we
Look mama I been running through the fire and the flames
Settled in a dry land
in my brain it do rain
I'm just hoping all my brothers
do remain in
Spit fire and flames
Backroad fam where I'm out on mains
Out of the endz they're saying my name
Fake love now got them acting strange
Yo at this
s'sépare sépare
Hey, hey
La j'suis fly
J'fais du fire fire
Hey, hey
La j'suis fly
On ira ailleurs, ailleurs
Mais c'est la vie qu'on mène, mène, mène
Tu sais
oooo
She gat a ring in her belly oo
Whoa whoa
Say ,me ah don maya yeah yeah
Her body na fire
Whoa whoa
My heart desire
Send account make ah wire oo
Say ,
been thru hell this story ain’t been fun
Pressing on my neck they don’t feel my breath
Shoot me in the back can’t protect myself
Fires in the streets
Feel that fire in me
Tables turning, obstacles burnings
I've got riders with me
Life or death so there's no deserting
Brought the storms with me
Tell
Aye, ride with me, if ya ride with me
You can slide with me if you feel like
550 on the fire sticky
Come get high with me that's a deal, right?
Ride
Taking me to another level
We pon another level
We deh pon di level
Bussa fire pon the devil, yeah
We pon another level
We deh pon di level
Real God man
a face on your pillowcase
That thrills you
And you started looking much older
And your fashion sense is second-rate like your perfume
But to you in
a face on your pillowcase
That thrills you
And you started looking much older
And your fashion sense is second-rate like your perfume
But to you in
nigga, nope, uh uh
This famous that'll still throw copper
Cross so heavy crack the tabernacle
Fire the ganja back up
Throw some blow in my tobacco
Then
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