Mr.Fire
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Look
They call me Mr. Grrttha
Didn't believe i could make it
Gun on my hip go fire
Bet it leave him on the pavement
Bitches see me get amazed
She say my sex is amazing
She say I'm driving her crazy
She wanna have a lil baby
I stay with Louis
Ain't no designer
He make a scene for me
Niggas be goofy
Bring out the choppas
Bring out the beam for these
Pussy ass, soft ass niggas
Really they don't want no smoke
Bet if i hit your ass
Ain't no way he getting back up off the floor
Heh, Look
Heard that boy shot, I'm the one doing
I'm the last one to try, first one shooting
I'ma plan on the hit, still I'm out booming
On a chase, all gas, never stop moving
No we cant talk on no stories
These niggas faking they're stories
I never lied, nigga please
Can't make it up, make believe
They call me Mr. Grrttha
Didn't believe i could make it
Gun on my hip go fire
Bet it leave him on the pavement
Bitches see me get amazed
She say my sex is amazing
She say I'm driving her crazy
She wanna have a lil baby
Look
I'm getting better let's bet it up
These niggas broke they cant bet enough
All of your jewelry look regular
She off the za eat my dick like a edible
We moving up for a better view
Gang wanna see when I'm close what that FN do
I just told bro to be vegan
The way he keep turning the
Beef into vegetables, look
When you get money like this
You gotta watch for your peoples
When you get money like Mitch
You gotta watch for the RICO
Fetty and crack
Bro gotta line to the back
He open the trap like it's legal
Keep it a stack
Niggas ain't wanna see me stack
That's why I be thinking it's evil's
Look
They wanted me on some drill shit
They wanna know if i kill shit
They wanna know how many blocks we spin't
And how many smacks on that cal tech, look
Say you got money that's real wreck
Cause your brodie got bond and ain't bailed yet
Said he wrote you and ain't get no meal back
So that real shit you talk we don't feel that, look
I was just down on my luck
Now my pockets is up feel like big dawg in this bitch
I made it back to the hood
Put them bricks in the trunk
I'm like thank god for that shit
State bid's and fed charges I risked
You ain't never been involved in that shit
We'll catch him at a light
Prolly lose his life
Hating be the cause of that shit
Gang ride with them poles like fuck it
30 shots certain way you gotta tuck it
It's going down in this bitch
We'll up it
Try to even up the score and be the bucket
Never switched on the plane we just updated
36 on the wrist I'ma upgrade it
Niggas cannot catch up so they frustrated
Tell them stay in they lane, gang
They call me Mr. Grrttha
Didn't believe i could make it
Gun on my hip go fire
Bet it leave him on the pavement
Bitches see me get amazed
She say my sex is amazing
She say I'm driving her crazy
She wanna have a lil baby