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Fire In The Booth, Pt.1 Lyrics - Artist : JASIAH
Ay, fuck you and the clique that you came with
I ain't for the bullshit, I just need my payment Fuck you, leave your ass on the pavement It's the type of night me and my niggas tryna break shit Fuck you, leave the clique that you came with I ain't for the bullshit, I just need my payment Fuck you, leave your ass on the pavement It's the type of night me and my niggas tryna break shit Cruising down the street with my niggas, we guerrilla I don't give a fuck where I am, I fuck your villa up No, you can't hang, boy, you plain, you vanilla Fuck the one percent of crackers mad 'cause I'm a nigga I'll kill 'em, don't need no hitters Make sure my niggas rich, making high percentage You came to check me, I'm the rookie or beginner Talking to me crazy, you gon' make me turn to villain Fuck you and the clique that you came with I ain't for the bullshit, I just need my payment Fuck you, leave your ass on the pavement It's the type of night me and my niggas tryna break shit Fuck you, leave the clique that you came with I ain't for the bullshit, I just need my payment Fuck you, leave your ass on the pavement It's the type of night me and my niggas tryna break shit Ay, ay, know your place Beating on my motherfucking chest, look like an ape I could go everyday, you niggas need a break Black out keep control of me and I won't leave a trace That tactic that you used before, it will not work again And I don't want to talk unless there's profit to make Go off inside your office, I'll fuck up your space These niggas just some Dolphins, they flop and they flake Put a nigga in my mosh pit, they won't walk the same This that big bag, talking, grinning 'cause I just did that Backwoods smoke, you niggas just some Zig-Zags I'm Sinbad, bandana on me, all black Like who's that? Like why would they include that? I wouldn't blame you if you hate me All my niggas crazy, all them others just be basic Lost anticipation, I say let's decapitate 'em No more being patient, that boy hotter than Satan Ay, know your place Beating on my motherfucking chest, look like an ape I could go everyday, you niggas need a break Black out keep control of me and I won't leave a trace That tactic that you used before, it will not work again And I don't want to talk unless there's profit to make Go off inside your office, I'll fuck up your space These niggas just some Dolphins, they flop and they flake Put a nigga in my mosh pit, they won't walk the same Ay, ay, ay All the radio shows without a radio hoes Getting radios hoes like I'm mainstream That's the damn team Get that damn green Like I'm Hulk Beat it up like I'm Hulk Beat that pussy like a |
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