Fire – Lud Foe: teksty utworów, teledyski i koncerty

Fire

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Utwór Fire został wydany 2 października 2020 przez eOne Urban jako część albumu Guns Up Funds Up

Szczegóły utworu

AlbumGuns Up Funds Up

Data wydania2 października 2020

WytwórniaeOne Urban

Melodyjność

Akustyczność

Valence

Taneczność

Energia

BPM76

PRZEGLĄD

TEKST UTWORU

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Lud Foe

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Charlie Parham

Songwriter

Spank

Songwriter

Willie Akins

Songwriter

Tekst Utworu

[Verse 1]

(Drum Dealers)

(Bitch, bitch, bitch)

(Spvnk on the beat)

[Verse 2]

I'm a drug dealer and a fuckin' drug buyer

You want smoke, go ahead and start a fuckin' fire

Got your lil' bitch on her knees, she's a satisfier

Hellcat got my new Pirellis on fire

[Verse 3]

Pussy ****, race me for your title

****, didn't you get the message? All my prices higher

Put a bounty on your head, murder for hire

You look like the type of **** that'd wear a wire

[Verse 4]

Pretty penny for this Fendi, bitch, these ain't no Mikes

Stomp the motor out my hemi flashin' through the red light

Pulled a high-speed on the jakes soon as they hit the lights

They couldn't even get the plates, I ain't nowhere in sight

[Verse 5]

My dick fuck on immigrants, I hang with chemists

My hoes get allowances, I fuck 'em with confidence

Old-school on twenty-eights, it got the finer face

Bitch, I'm worth two bricks of yay, that's what these diamonds say

Bitch, I'm rich and arrogant, I'm so magnificent

'Member I ain't have fifty cent, I used to penny pinch

Now I'm ballin' like a bitch, you're sittin' on the bench

Give two fucks what you used to do, 'cause that's the past tense

[Verse 6]

I'm a drug dealer and a fuckin' drug buyer

You want smoke, go ahead and start a fuckin' fire

Got your lil' bitch on her knees, she's a satisfier

Hellcat got my new Pirellis on fire

[Verse 7]

Pussy ****, race me for your title

****, didn't you get the message? All my prices higher

Put a bounty on your head, murder for hire

You look like the type of **** that'd wear a wire

[Verse 8]

Fuck **** play pussy, get wet the fuck up

I got these rap **** prayin' that I let the fuck up

My 41 millimeter is baguette the fuck up

I stick a bad bitch on you, you get set the fuck up

[Verse 9]

Touchy-touch your bitch, a perv, she gettin' on my nerves

I'm gettin' money, but I grew up with killers, and I still get the urge

Chew my dick like gummy worms, she's a fuckin' bird

We double-back to see who hit, the victim on the curb

[Verse 10]

Kush reekin' in my denim, bitch, I couldn't even get the send-off

Let the cognac get you killed, ****, go ahead and get sent off

Pass out on dope so strong 'cause I hit it with the fentanyl

Rims so big, car so tall, I can barely even see y'all

[Verse 11]

I'm a drug dealer and a fuckin' drug buyer

You want smoke, go ahead and start a fuckin' fire

Got your lil' bitch on her knees, she's a satisfier

Hellcat got my new Pirellis on fire

[Verse 12]

Pussy ****, race me for your title

****, didn't you get the message? All my prices higher

Put a bounty on your head, murder for hire

You look like the type of **** that'd wear a wire

Written by: Charlie Parham, Spank, Willie Akins

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