On Fire

[Verse 1]
Yo, yo, hm, yo, uh, yo, ahem, yo, uh, I'm like Mike in the 4th about to show them how to really ball
Shoot him in his face just to kill 'em off
I told my young boy go and kill 'em all
And don't leave a witness get rid of 'em all
Son didn't have to disrespect, I don't feel him at all
I'm prolly hittin' his bitch or hittin' the mall
At the studio with a bitch, a bitch and a broad
I'm the one that make the rules, I do what I want
You know I stay with the tools so play if you want
I bet you get on your knees and lay in the trunk
Please, don't make no sudden moves, just lay in the cut
Pussy nigga, you food, we waited enough
I could tell you a fake you sayin' enough
Where thе rest of the bread 'causе this ain't enough
I already cut off your finger, you ain't bled enough?
You gon' gamble your life, you ain't bet enough?
I'mma set you on fire 'cause you red enough

[Verse 2]
Yo, hm, yo, yo, uh, yo, uh, yo, tell me how it is rich without a deal, uh
Quarantine and getting money still
Most of these niggas dead broke and they bummy still
We ain't on the same wave
You talkin' money then we on the same page
With me you gettin' what you paid for the same day
You probably see me with a machine, my main thing
I'm at [?] with your bitch poppin' champagne
Smokin' champagne
You talkin' money then we on the same wave
I'mma make you mad, I'mma spit in your face, uh
Pick up the 40, spit it in your face
Them niggas empty a few shots but they ain't penetrate
Run up in his crib, leave him in the real estate
You ever play big bank take little bank?
Uh, yo, I'm onto bigger things gettin' bigger cake