Firemane lyrics

[Intro: Yeat]
(I said put these diamonds on me, clothes too)
(I said put the jeep)
(Lukovic got beats)

[Refrain: Izaya Tiji]
pus*y, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt-flttt, flttt)
pus*y, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Shh-flttt)
pus*y, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt-flttt, flttt)
pus*y, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Tsch-tsch, yeah)
pus*y, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt-phew)
(Yeah) pus*y, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt-flttt)
(Yeah) pus*y, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt)
(Yeah) pus*y, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Tsch, tsch)


[Verse: Yeat]
(Yeah, brr)
I get these racks like I'm supposed to
You act like you supposеd to (Simp)
Yeah I get bread likе I'm supposed to (Simple)
And she suck this di*k like she supposed to
These kids ain't my kids, they said they roosters
Wake up and get these racks like I'm a rooster
Yeah, wake up and get this cash, cash, cash (Let's go)
Wake up and get this bag, bag, bag (Let's go)
Yeah, all of my diamonds wet, these b*tches is gon' splash (Yeah)
Messed up inna 'Vette, and just I damn near crashed
You showed me how weak your mental was, why you in the past? (Past)
I told her "Give me that mental", I don't even wanna smash
Yeah, what would you do if you was down bad with me, no cap (You were never)
Yeah I guarantee you were never high, you would never last
We were racing in the 'Vette, I closed my eyes, and went up in last (Swerve)
She was ridin' on my di*k, and I was high so I laughed
Money tall, this sh*t not itty, I'm in a car, this b*tch a Wrath
And this b*tch has really made me mad, I pulled up and b*tched her out
Yeah they said I wouldn't be sh*t, so I told them to pull up and kiss my house (Yeah)
They said "How you do that sh*t, how you do that man?" I had some style (How?)
They say "How you did that sh*t when you didn't have cash?" It took a while
And I know that b*tch was mad, so I looked back and gave her smile
How you stay hating, so childish, just saying what you want (Why)
If I emptied all my pockets, I'd still be worth more than your mom (Yeah)
Yes that go for you suburban kids that think you from the slums (Yeah)
I had to get up off my ass, ain't nobody did the sh*t I done
(Yeah)
[Refrain: Izaya Tiji]
pus*y, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt-flttt, flttt)
pus*y, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Shh-flttt)
pus*y, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt-flttt, flttt)
pus*y, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Tsch-tsch, yeah)

[Verse 2: Izaya Tiji]
[?] too gone off the drugs so he can't run from the cops
I just hop in that Benz, yeah, and skrt' off on these lil' thots
Yeah she f*ck with the lights on, baby the [?]
I need to take you to the A' baby, pull up in the Maybach, [?] put it on me
I had a vision my [?], don't want no diamonds that's blurry
I turn the b*tch upside down, just like 'flurry, f*ckin' that b*tch in a hurry
Some of my n*ggas so slime, kinda like Gary, f*ck a b*tch greater than [?]
Baby you can relax, I wasn't gonna beat ya' ass
I put racks up on his book like that's my brother
I put racks up on his [?] like, I was like free that
I say, "Baby I'll be back" I just skrt' on these thots
Baby I'ma be back, (Yeah-yeah) I just skrt' on these thots