You running round with a runner bitch
Ohh yah on some funny shit
But I ain't hearing It , hearing it
It's more doors you can exit
I'm locked and loaded, I'm exploding
Them jealous rags you been holding
Thought you was solid, But you folded folded
Come and fire me up, Yeah
Nigga is you rolling with me
I'm the one if you ain't noticed
Your last bitch she was bogus, bogus
Come and fire me up now now now
I was creeping crawling balling in the mix
He was crying complaining pre pressing on a bitch
That nigga folded was molded, molded into a bitch
I'm on that piece up creased up hard to get missed
I was creeping crawling balling in the mix
He was crying complaining pre pressing on a bitch
That nigga folded molded, molded into a bitch
I'm on that piece up creased up hard to get missed
Come and fire me up now, now
Nigga come and fire me up now, now
Come and fire me up now, now, now, now