Fireman lyrics

[Intro]
Sosa On The Beat Esskeetit


[Verse 1]
Who the f*ck these n*ggas think they higher, flyer then
Hotter than a fireman, if I want her then I fly her in
[?] I finna spend some tires (racks)
I finna shake the pilot hand [?]
Blue bumma gang I'm violent man
Free T-Slick he want a hot b*tch hotter than a fireman
They say I'm going' crazy, well put me on a flyer then
We make it rain in this b*tch they gon' need some rooms
Boy play crazy in this b*tch gonna lose some Trues
Boy play crazy in this b*tch we gon' shoot (n*gga)
Smokin' on the pound, got 448 up in the booth
Ridin' in a rari and the inside look like soup
Cartiers on my face blocking' haters in the room
Only thing young n*gga don't wear is a suit
She ain't no clothes the only thing I see is her tattoos (thot)
Dolce sweater, Louis bag when I walk in the room