Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song World on Fire, artist - Russ. Album song 5280, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 22.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Russ My Way
Song language: English
World on Fire |
| I got some bones to pick |
| Hate me now but I won’t forget |
| I’ma just laugh and toast to it |
| Kick back, blow some smoke to this |
| Light this world on fire |
| Respect is not expected motherf**ker, it’s required |
| So hurry up and learn |
| I grab the wheel because you passed your turn |
| Had I not done that we would’ve crashed and burned |
| I’m driving out like f**k my passengers |
| Just pass the purp and pass that liquor |
| I really don’t care which one comes quicker |
| Life is a waitress and I don’t have patience |
| So what? |
| She takes too long, I’ma tip her |
| Both middle fingers, f**k this game |
| It’s buried six feet deep in blunts and chains |
| Don’t worry 'cause when I’m on I’ll have pounds |
| I don’t wear a hat but I wear a crown |
| Platinum diamonds, lavish styling |
| Screaming «DIEMON» looking down |
| But that’s expected so don’t stress it |
| But pass those matches 'cause I’m feeling young and reckless |
| Everybody stop, drop and roll |
| Man I get it (Get it) |
| I’m gonna set this world on fire (Fire) |
| Stop, drop and roll |
| Man I get it (Get it) |
| I’m gonna set this world on fire (Fire) |
| Hold up |
| I’m looking at the world like «What's the hold up?» |
| Hold up, yeah it’s over |
| The world is my target and I’m here now |
| So just clear out, get it started |
| Uh (Uh) |
| Label me a psychopath |
| Slate tracks, I laid my voice over like a |
| Lowly in my psychopath |
| Smoking 'til my sight go bad |
| Laws tryna keep your boy sober like I might go mad |
| (F**king right, I might go mad) |
| F**k, my life went by so fast |
| From flag to |
| out of the tabernacle |
| To tapping ash off my kush |
| Wrapped in my tobacco |
| I do me, if you hate I think that’s wack, what you do |
| And it’s a fact: My screw’s loose |
| Ain’t scared to club with you dudes |
| Now Bugus making you loose |
| And you can’t it, boo-boo |
| Sick of selling quarters |
| Stealing quarters out the Laundromat |
| Problems, problems |
| Where the f**k do we solve 'em at? |
| Now we drop albums where the f**k are these dollars at? |
| I’m tryna cop a stack and relax |
| Pop collars back, freedom of America |
| Uh, feel it in your area |
| Uh, uh |
| Everybody stop, drop and roll |
| Man I get it (Get it) |
| I’m gonna set this world on fire (Fire) |
| Stop, drop and roll |
| Man I get it (Get it) |
| I’m gonna set this world on fire (Fire) |
| Hold up |
| I’m looking at the world like «What's the hold up?» |
| Hold up, yeah it’s over |
| The world is my target and I’m here now |
| So just clear out, get it started |