lirik lagu fire mode – synrgy records
[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
[verse 1: ysr gramz]
he got hit with that drac’ and it folded him
he broke and he ain’t got no crib and he older [?]
we gon’ trap and go and buy chains, them my trophies
he don’t ever pass the ball to his bros, he like kobe
[verse 2: kasher quon]
he ain’t never wanna pay his tab knowin’ that he owe me
sayin’ “kasher fell off”, n*gga, you gon’ have to show me
i just dropped a new chain, think it’s time for a rollie
the last time you touched a dub was from unemployment
[verse 3: ysr gramz]
my arabic plug ball on n*ggas like ginóbili
my old head, he just caught a body in a stoley
a n*gga caught a body with his friends and went to jail and told [?]
i ain’t jump in these streets, was born in it, i was chosen
[verse 4: kasher quon]
it’s f*cked up, one day, woke up and i was frozen
every ‘fit a few racks, spent a hundred on clothing
a hundred thousand on designer clothes
my b*tch gotta have a bbl, i like designer hoes
[verse 5: ysr gramz]
where the bad b*tches at? i like finer hoes
i’m finna drop a lot of mixtapes, i’m in fire mode
high as h*ll, i’m on my fifth ‘wood, where my lighter go?
b*tch got a fat p*ssy on her like a gyro
n*gga put insurance on his life, he got geico
they hit him in his head, now it’s red like shy show
my n*ggas finna slide through your hood like a slideshow
i shot a n*gga in a weird spot and he died slow
[verse 6: kasher quon]
told my driver i ain’t payin’ you sh*t, you drive slow
two hundred in the bank, why my card decline for?
i ain’t scammin’, this legal money
one thing about kasher quon, i’ma keep [?]
told my b*tch pass the backwood, you chiefin’ [?]
i ain’t gotta k!ll no n*gga, i got people for me
only poured up a half a line, your cup is not muddy
just because you paid me for a feature, we is not buddies
[verse 7: ysr gramz & kasher quon]
you still livin’ with your dukes, you can’t have company
b*tch pulled up on her period, her cat bl**dy
you better stop trickin’ with them b*tches and stack money
soon as n*ggas get a couple dollars, they act funny
i don’t think that lean real, that act funny
i ain’t pull up in air force 1s, balenci’ tracks, brodie
every time i come outside, i got strap on me
[?] money, weed, that’s why i got this backpack on me
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