Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song On Fire , by - Young Dro. Song from the album Don Cannon & Young Dro Present R.I.P., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 07.02.2011
Song language: English
On Fire |
| Oh hi goddamn, brown Trans Am, I’m on fire |
| Loud as Cham', standing in the trap with these loud ass jems |
| Loud ass pipes, around these loud ass rims |
| God, God, look at my garage, Maserati cars |
| I can’t see floors, this is no facade |
| Bitches go retard |
| Thousand pass we call that a picture in the yard |
| My paint keep falling, wet, wet shawty |
| «Shoulder Lean"money, I’m still balling |
| Got them soldiers in the tomb, pockets overload |
| Stack my money up and take a rocket to the moon |
| AK in the freezer, ready to put my glasses in the room |
| When I get with these hoes, first we pop it then we sue them |
| The hottest in the room, you know I won’t lie |
| You know I’m sitting tall, you know I’m on fire |
| Call me Young Dro Because I’m smoking on fire |
| Ball if you want, please shawty don’t try |
| Players only live once, everybody going to die |
| So whatever shawty want, you know shawty going to buy |
| Aye, but shawty on fa, fa, fa, on fire |
| Shawty on fa, fa, fa, on fire |
| Shawty on fa, fa, fa, on fire |
| Shawty on fa, fa, fa, on fire |
| Call me Young Dro because I’m smoking on fire (X4) |
| I am Young Dro, what you telling me? |
| Pocket full of celery, I know how to be a player |
| I am V. Delery, nigga run up on me wrong know I get a felony |
| Damn fresh in the club, damn who they asking me? |
| Fellas be trying see my cars look like my Automart |
| Rovers in the crowd and I don’t know how to call them up |
| I’ma start a hundred cars, race them up, paid them up |
| (Incomprehensible) grey in March, Uncle Blue in April, dimes in the stable |
| Gators I’ma blow them out |
| Tell the bitches if they don’t behave I’ma throw them out |
| Drop top probable, make it rain on the Doppler |
| Grand Hustle king got a mafia, nigga what’s popping? |
| I’m a beast, soon as I hit release mode |
| Pop your open like the Lamborghini doors |
| Young Dro I’m the «Best Thang Smokin'' |
| On fire, on fire, on fire, on fire |
| Riding down Edgecombe, I just left Zaxby’s |
| Chickens at the restaurant, chickens in my Chevy trunk |
| Classic, super straight, Dro you cannot duplicate |
| Nigga you ain’t hustle till you sold it out the Super 8 |
| Traveloid, super cake, do a hundred jazz up |
| Super strong kush got them coughing like the swap meet |
| (Incomprehensible) |
| Dro you say you spent a million on the jewelry |
| Who you lying to? |
| Try who? |
| Nigga I will suffocate and bust the K |
| Show them how to cultivate, and buy a house with ocean state |
| Plus I say I’m real with the hustle I multicate |
| First they start biting, I require y’all muzzle they |
| Mouth is doubt me, eight mile high houses |
| Grand Hustle king y’all know what I’m about bitch |