Fire in the Booth, Pt. 1

This is a Melo beat Rico's going crazy again Look, look I'm armed and dangerous Ain't no parking at the light Ain't no stainin' us Keep a K with us Please don't, please don't play with us Nah, we up and aimin' 'em Ain't no hidin', Flossy baby, that's where I be Try me, niggas know that I'm grimey 'Low me, niggas know I'm on time and Niggas know that I'm grimey, hold on Big body like, a lineman, wait I know how to pop, but no, I ain't cool Look at me funny, bet I shoot up the room Shoot out the coupe, I let it boom Nah, I don't play with these niggas, never Playin' with it, niggas know I keep a K with it Ace Makavelli wavin' it, wavin' it All my H on the loose, ain't no tamin' 'em, tamin' 'em Step in the game and start changin' it, changin' it Spin through your block, Tetris, bend it, bend it All the opps score the shot, Beckham, Beckham, Beckham If I don't got the chop, deck 'em, deck 'em, deck 'em Got some brand new chops, test 'em, test 'em Test it out for me It's a opp in the spot, there he go Over there chillin' with his bitch Point him out, where he at? Dread is gon' give the assist Send shots, clip him, I bet I empty the clip Pop Smoke on Ape timin' but everybody know I'm crip Hold on, wait Hold on, hold on Sloth We, I got some more for you Yeah, uh (Let's get up bro, let's get up bro!) Look Said I'm in the Bugatti, racin' Pacer, pace 'em Put 'em down, chase 'em Draco, drake 'em Extendo, 30 Percy, 30 Getaway, birdie Air it out, hold on Yes, I'm feelin' the, uh Ayy (Hold on, hahaha) Pop Smoke in the buildin' (Grrt, grrt) Ayy, you gotta be gassed, I can't lie, bro (Yeah) Got me feelin' ampy out here, ya naw mean? I got that Goyard swag, new Goyard bag (Sheesh, wueh) They know I'm with it, woo Ayy, you know what, yeah? (Yeah) Normally I don't do this, yeah But I wanna put another beat up (Uh) Can I do that? (Yeah, pull it up) Can I- can we do that? (Pull it up) Oh Let's see what you got in here, haha I just picked a random one (That's it) I ain't even know what it is myself It better be Pop Smoke, don't fuck around, I got some Yeah, yeah, woo, woo, woo It's Big Papi Locsta Big racks only, when niggas step on the scene Ain't nobody told ya? Off the braces so I'm back to wilin' on these streets Misses spinning Rovers Balmain's and Gucci sweaters, hoppin' out the V's You're messin' with, huh Or ASAP or up in ASAT, tell ya I'm a trappin' fanatic Hold on, I walk in the spot like I won it all Amiri jeans for the denim Hunnid clip, he get 'em caught like a winner ball Double G for the swag You can check the tag, Flossy nigga droppin' G's Big Benz is for the B's Double G's bussin' out the jeans, hold on (Perfect) Hold on, wait I got smashed in the place, huh I got Brisco in the room, huh Bet he gon' shoot, boom, huh He let it boom, hold on