On Fire

Hah, hah, we on fire
Uh-uh, I can’t slide without mine
I’ma bust that boy head, beat him 'til we get outside
Ayy, get out of line, then somebody gotta die
I’m strapped up, ready for war, who gon' ride?
A lot of niggas said they wolves and they lied
All my young niggas know it’s homicide
I seen so much shit, I’m traumatized
This one for them niggas keep they iron off safety
I just pray that I get off this 7 years on paper
3 years left, they tryna add another 5
Nigga still fightin' cases, I just pray to God I make it
Wonder why they wanna take me, folks settling for less
I ain’t got nothin' to eat, then I’ma get it with this TEC
You got somethin' to say, then bitch, get it off your chest
My name hold muscle, I ain’t really gotta flex
Gold Cuban link, fuck an Audemar Piguet
I’m a shooter with a shooter, I ain’t never gotta stress
I ain’t worried 'bout a thing, I know I’ll make a mess
Only worried 'bout the brain, I ain’t worried 'bout your vest, lil' nigga
Hah, hah, we on fire
Uh-uh, I can’t slide without mine
I’ma bust that boy head, beat him 'til we get outside
Ayy, get out of line, then somebody gotta die
I’m strapped up, ready for war, who gon' ride?
A lot of niggas said they wolves and they lied
All my young niggas know it’s homicide
I seen so much shit, I’m traumatized
Bust his head, this Glock-30 leave him braindead
I want his head but still be happy if we hit a leg
Don’t move wrong, that type of shit’ll get you moved on
Traumatized from these streets but can’t leave 'em alone
I go everywhere they say I can’t go
Bounce out an Uber with a dub and a Draco
It’s overkill, I catch a sucker, they already know
I know them niggas want me dead, still prayin' on it
It’s fields to play in but niggas rather talk
But I’d be wrong if I signaled to set it off
A lot of niggas just be woofin', they ain’t slidin'
But right or wrong, 'bout my niggas, know I’m ridin'
Hah, hah, we on fire
Uh-uh, I can’t slide without mine
I’ma bust that boy head, beat him 'til we get outside
Ayy, get out of line, then somebody gotta die
I’m strapped up, ready for war, who gon' ride?
A lot of niggas said they wolves and they lied
All my young niggas know it’s homicide
I seen so much shit, I’m traumatized