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Fire In The Booth, Pt. 1
Still got henny on the
rocks Chill got Jenny on a
block Still got a
Cute Tee up at QT with a
QP Bitch going heavy on the
pop I
was ready for the
drop 2.7 on a
crop Ed, Edd, Eddy with my squad Like machete ima chop a
chop chop Then seshin on the
block I
should be sellin it to God I
was ready for argh 2.7 at a
Wrapped it up twice with domestic flights Then checked inside to make sure I
kept it tight Cause if the
feds intercept then I'm petrified Don't give a
fuck whatcha say about Shit I
got the
whole thing laid out The
accountant just called me I'm too rich I
used to get paid out now I'm paid out Wait I'm on a
free way in a
V8 with my B-tape Tony hawk just went broke you're a
cheapskate You can't see straight I
sell tickets like meat trays Your egos better deflate Crew come when I
roll out menu My shout my brudda there's no doubts I
just copped the
sounds of a
sold out venue Now my penthouse got a
fold out guest room Your blouse got the
sold out guest shoes No price tag, I
buy that And these days I
ain't even doing dates I'm calling up ya babes gotta fly it then fly it back Wanna try that Please come try lad Please try and do it like chill you can die lad Go ahead you can drop your EP it'll flop in 3
weeks no cunts gonna buy that I'm hard with bars like Osama Dynamite armour to blow like I-Raq My mastercraft for five margins light up the
ganja with coke on my shh Try diss me Say my name doe Nah you didn't cause you looking for the
fame tho And this is history If I
was the
game girl young brudda gonna put his mumma in a
range rove From Sydney, Rockdale to Lanecove Bad bitch do as I
say so Looking like J-Low, like Kim V8 Chrysler with chromed out rims Might go vroom when I
ride on by Might go vroom when I
let that spin Bass go doof when I
drop that rhyme Doof doof doof you could hear dat thing Freak lil bitch tryna hit my line Kill that buzz if I
hear that ring I
wanna stay private One way flights to the
island I'm letting bud blaze with the
pilot Now I'm not violent I'm gonna shh stay silent I'm gonna shh then hide it Shh you're lying It weighed 6.5 on the
blacked out web might fly it, buy it On the
Gold Coast, where the
Queens Land Cause I
get dough thicker than a
deep pan All these bruddas got their dots in a
box And my teams on green energy like a V
can Sheesh man Spit lethal No chaser brudda I
sip regal I'm triple X
rated Brudda I'm Vin Diesel I'm fucking in a
four door car, six people It goes Vroom Shit yeah She goes Woo Ric flair You ain't with us, you can't sit there Bruddas looking overcooked, you can't spit rare Big back tho, long slick hair She makes it cut back like a
kick snare You want six pairs Here's my business card and my accountant can make that flip there yeah All my bruddas stay alive, yeah All my bruddas never die, yeah My little brothers call me big bro I
never leave my bro behind So for him I
gots to grind, yeah Just to get this money right And all this pressure on my mind I'm never stressin I'll be fine, yeah yeah yeah I'm never stressin I'll be fine, yeah I'm never caught when I'm passin those coppers I'm tricky with the
ball I'm the
Harlem Globetrotters They be signed like the
cards in your wallet But the
moneys all mine there's no halving my profits uhh Went crazy and flirted with death once Now I'm trying to be the
boss And I
worked til the
bread jumped Fresh cunt no major or turning for head fucks And no money that I
make has a
thirty percent cut (get fucked) And now I
gots to focus I
made her bend her back like scoliosis Listen to me I
don't got emotions Locked them in the
basement getting wasted with the
lost and hopeless Everybody rides my wave when it's suiten em And now they're smoking on the
base and the
Sudafed And now I'm using fake names for a
pseudonym When I
be on a
flight I'm Blake James cause the
buddhas lit I
stay focussed, brudda I
stay focussed 420 when I
drop on the
beat Stay smoking Used to rock a
fella for weed Jay Hov him Now I'm trying to get a
classic and free like Beethoven I'm all black with the
Chucks I'm in the
back of the
truck Balaclava and a
packet of bud No lights on, no license I'm trying to dodge the
jacks on the
run Here they come I'm just a
passionate cunt From the
way that I
spit wicked, I'm sicker with sick lyrics Got this monster next to under my bed like I'm Chris Griffin All you bruddas bad liars, chase pussy like Quagmire But the
pussy comes to me cause I'm sitting on six figures (ugh) 420 I
spit a
verse and I
chew the
beat I
fucked your bitch and get chicken burgers on Uber Eats On your account I'm hitting herb moving weed Free my brother from the
can like tuna meat The
daredevil I
dared devils to come once French bitch begged for the
French kiss and I
bust nuts Free my bruddas in jail I'm feeling love bruh I'm walking in this club screaming out 201 cunt! I've done Pharlaps like equestrian Tried to draw a
line but I'm crossing it like pedestrians Fine little Mexican sliding inside my messages Saying she ain't a
lesbian but she's feeling DeGenerous (Ah) Blaze ganja Tell em I
stay harder I'm known to ball out when I
rock it James Harden All you Fake bastards Just jittered with same jargon But I'm paying 300 an ounce and my blaze started And I'm the
one Tell em I'm the
one I
do this for my fam and I
do this for my mum Tell em I'm the
one Tell em I'm the
one I
do this for my fam and I
do this for my mum And I
don't even give a
fuck! It's my bruddas It's my bruddas I
do anything for my bruddas My bruddas My bruddas Said I'd do anything for my bruddas And my sisters, yeah I
do anything for my bruddas My bruddas My bruddas Said I'd do anything for my Whatdya want The
benzer the
beam The
ranger the
rove The
better the
dream The
greater the
road And I
don't the
know which way I
should go But all I
know is that I
left heaven and went rebel And now the
angel is rogue I'm in a
fight club I
ain't breaking no code I
don't speak bout I'm Beats 1
gets the
beats down Seen God but set ya below I'm changing my flow I'm bout to do a
stadium show But what'd it cost me There's no fucks for the
ops G
Naught chance did it cross me Brudda what'd it cost me 25 bands on this watch G
Clocked on, everybodies watching Everybody watch me The
hood master push past it The
kush blast with spliffs and jays And you stopped like cooked pasta I'n Good Charlotte It's Lifestyles of the
rich and famous I'm a
George Bush target Threat to the
market Your shit plays and they switch the
station You sound like that guy that sounds like that guy that sounds like that guy sort of situations Its gettin boring Said I
don't wanna die lad It's the
same if I
dyed mine like that Cause these days my anxieties are high At times I
can't lie they rot and I
can't write back I
feel tired and wired I
been wire tapped Putting black tape on the
I's of my iPad My blows Iraq So I
rack atleast like 5
lines with jack to get hijacked Or get hijacked Or get spun like a
CD J
Go hard like a
CD J
Go hard like it's PGA Cash cheque's that are CBA Will I
ever quit TBA On a
grind like DGK Wanna know when I
arrive with an ETA Bitch we love the
deck brudda please replay This fresh chick wanna civil play I
said uh It's a
vibe girl, yeah It's a
vibe girl, yeah I'm gettin high girl, yeah Yeah I'm never gonna fall for that Cause I'm way too raw for that The
missed calls, I
didn't call them back I
want a
Crooked eye so I
snorted that She want a
Crooked eye so I
bought the
pack She want the
Louie V
so I
ordered that She want the
Gucci so I
bought the
pack I
regret that I
flex cause I'm more than that And my mums still gotta pay this mortgage back Fuck This girl wanna smoke my kush She heard that I
stay with 6-5 ounces And one show gets 6-5 thousand Just off merch it's 65 thousand Put all my crops inside stocks So whenever I
stop get 6-5 houses It's prolly why I'm racking my brain I'm trying to double up the
money off of capitals gains I
swear Hands down but their bars are boring All my bruddas ride around in a
van tryna slang a
TV like Harvey Norman Smashed their phones so they can't record it Stuck in a
timeframe Nothing that I
say Ever gets heard So I
fucked on a
Friday Nothing that I
say Ever gets heard I
smoke blunts and herb and puff until my minds straight 4
strains throughout the
one here Only one here with the
seasonal herbs Look officer, you ain't search my car unless you givin me a
good reason for search One time this chick broke my heart Way too smart so I'm leaving this girl My new girls constantly fucking with all my new girls Two girls like a
demon on earth nah fuck that Just tell him the
straight boss shit This bird got the
long neck Somethin like an ostrich Ain't pop shit Chris gon rock shit Bout to get my ball over post, drop kicks Get it Please me, please don't When I
ball off the
line like free throws Straight weed smoke I
ain't getting sleep tho I
been up and down with my ex like cheat codes My grandad taught me the
art of shut the
fuck so I
grind like men does You don't wanna head down roads where your life gets black brother keep your heads up Stay away from this ice and needles Cause the
drugs are evil, only gives you headfucks I
stay 4-2-0 tho, my bro so I'm still gonna sesh with My bruddas My bruddas I
said I'd do anything for my bruddas My bruddas My bruddas And my sisters, yeah Said I'd do anything for my brothers
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