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Fired up go try your luck | Burn it down to the ground call the fire truck | When the shots buck everybody drop duck
Fired up go try your luck Burn it down to the ground call the fire truck When the shots buck everybody drop duck Fuck around and find out when the wires touch I'm on fire it's your number one supplier Watch me spark the flame like a lighter Burn like Las Vegas tires hot fresh out the dryer We known to call the game like umpires My touch Midas you arthritis Can't co sign it if I can't ghost write it I fly private to places you ain't invited Got enough heat under the seat to change the climate I drop bombs and napalm with the higher ups Them insane membranes range got you stuck To the point we cause stony pandemonium Ain't no one controllin em I'll knock em off the podium Fired up go try your luck Burn it down to the ground call the fire truck When the shots buck everybody drop duck Fuck around and find out when the wires touch Receive a higher parcel from the fire marshall I know your boss took the gas sittin in the satchel I know you're feeling it from the flames of a 16 To make you feel alive with wildfire or big dreams They call me the flame thrower the greatest seed sewer Cutting all the bitches down like lawn mowers We got one motor to keep pushing further Another murder on the mic can you smell the odor Another weak fuck nothing from the flame I started Couldn't stand the heat he was the opposite of flame retardant Now he's disregarded for the reference we're departed Third degree burns they caught it ashes left for those who sort it Fired up go try your luck Burn it down to the ground call the fire truck When the shots buck everybody drop duck Fuck around and find out when the wires touch I'll drop you off at the pearly gates Like postmates catch a bitch like a dope case Make-a Make-a u-turn like about face I speak in poor taste but it comes from a great place Meet us in the street where it's not safe Where niggas bend under weights but they don't break Where you die of a move that you don't make Bullets smashed in your face like a wedding cake I'm down motherfucka off brown liquor You feeling out of bounds can't be around fake niggas So fuck everybody who ain't wit us I'll set you on fire keep it going with paint thinner Fired up go try your luck Burn it down to the ground call the fire truck When the shots buck everybody drop duck Fuck around and find out when the wires touch
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