Fire (feat. MR.O6OO, Joey Illah & Double G Makeabanga)

Yea I'm about to loosen up my shirt

Fuck the cameras

Said we gotta finish up our set they can't handle us.

Once we get off stage all the ladies looking scandalous.

Who we opening for? Oh shit

Bet they mad at us

Oh shit they can't handle us

You can tell the crowds off the molly not the cannabis We ain't here to chill me and my boys fuck up the ambience

Yea I'm about to rage I'll turn a good girl to animal.

Wasted off the juice, sink em so fast you can't hang with us.

Busting out the set dripping sweat, where the towels at popping molly pills like hundreds and thousands.

Yea Oh shit they can't handle us.

Deadbeat dropping heat we never running out of stamina.

Yea Oh shit.

See them cameras.

Flashing like strobes

We gone need some stronger barriers.

Yo check your guest list, shouldn't let us in unless you want shit to get reckless.

This right here's forever once it drops you respect it. Wanna step up to

Us bitch then you gonna stand corrected.

Never chilled now we dope

Never chilled now we dope

Never chilled now we dope

Yea I'm about to loosen up my words, they trying to cancel us.

Way these rappers talking on mic shit is cancerous.

We just came off stage, someones wifey's trying to hang with us.

Who we opening for, oh shit now they mad at us.

Oh shit they can't handle us.

You can tell the crowds off the molly not the cannibas,

Fuck catching a Uber me and GG split the ambulance.

Yo check your guest list, shouldn't let us in unless you want shit to get reckless.

This right here's forever once it drops you respect it.

Never chilled now we dope

Never chilled now we dope

Never chilled now we dope