Fired Up

You niggas needa just pack it up and go try again
I’m on the back of the truck like firemen
At your neck like a violin. Grab the tec and I’m firing
Ima silence him, but ion need no silencer
And ion need no lighter bruh cause I’m fired up
Catch me standing where the lightning struck
Bitch nigga don’t try your luck
First I spill your guts and then I wipe it up
Skrrrt off in a cyber truck, all this gold on got the Midas touch
Hold on shawty fine as fuck
Lemme get a grip, lemme get a clutch
Nigga rich, now I’m getting Bucks
But this ain’t Milwaukee, you a dead man walking
Listen to me when I’m talking
Took your bitch come get her off me
Different strains got me coughing
Leave a stain like coffee. Put that nigga in a coffin
Yeah they lost him, and I’m sorry
But my phone don’t work, can’t call me
Roll them Grahams like Aubrey
Shawty wan dance and party
Don’t got time for that, but since you so confident
Come on girl show me that body
Gimmie head yea gimme that sloppy
All the windows startin' to get foggy
Nigga talked shit, had to off him
In a pool of blood he gettin' soggy
Pullin off in a Audi, the hotbox gettin foggy
In a pool of blood he gettin soggy