[Hook x2: Dough2x, Amber London] Feel my fire, Feel my fire Feel my fire, you niggas gon' feel my fire I'm 'bout to get high, that's no lie, that's no lie I'm 'bout to get high, off that fire, off that fire
[Verse: Dough2x] Talking reckless, gon' make you feel my fire Toe tag your ass, then get high BRK gon' ride, nigga that's no lie You would think I broke my hip that way that Glock poke out my side I can see it in your eyes, you don't wanna die So stop booting up like you want to, or it's gon' be a homicide Got me loading up my fire, with murder on my mind I hit up Amber, like "Whats up, can you drive?" She a slider, so I know she gon' slide We natural born killers on the rise Weak niggas I despise From the southern Cali we get high Illustration is a must, nigga check my rhymes Money in my pocket, cause I'm Dough2x From that FLA, you know I keep that iron
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[Verse 2: Amber London] Smoking on that bi, I be high, as a plane With my young nigga lil' Dough, getting that Dough Cause we ain't playing We ain't worried 'bout you hoes We riding four deep in the AM, looking for a sucka ass trick So we can go ahead and slay 'em, bitch When I coming down, I might sip .45 on my hip Tuck down, you'll get hit Loc's down, in this bitch Mothafuckas' 'round here out that grit But if you don't get it then you probably getting flipped That's why I hang with them hustlers, getting change of that work Who got that bang, you'll get murked Cause these boys out here be killas I be smoking on that killa Eyes looking like its Thriller, which means they red Your girl took like 6 blunts to the head Just to let the mothafucka's know, I ain't scared Bitch you heard what I said, you get hung like a dread Fire