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lirik lagu booter bee - fire in the booth

[part i]

[verse]
it’s funny that i skipped class cah everything about me is big maths
big racks, two glocks, one’s bigger than the other one
minor cah bee got a tendency to mix~match, yo
twenty in this clip, twenty racks, i get you whipped
riding through the bits like i ain’t f~cking lit
like i never took a risk for the guys
popped out, surprise, i don’t know how he’s alive, all i know is i tried
i hit him up two times, he’s got two lives
i can have four, it’s only right i’ve got two wives
i got beef so it’s only right i got two pipes
better have sabr, it don’t happen over two nights
me and a in that spot, three bills on febreze
turn this b~tch ap to a trap full of trees
i got waps and cars, all my straps got sweets
bro, this beef ain’t chеap
every day some new sh~t, i just bought somе new drip
new kettle, new stick, get the drop, we move quick
cah the opps move quick too
ask about gang, we’re them rich yutes pulling back big tools
all that work that i mashed, i need a mobo
no gang, you know i done it on my solo
shanked him, had the town thinking you was bolo
i shoot man while my fans asking for photos
i can rap about ~ but i love drilling
hopped out the back with two guns twinning
catch him with his bae, make that b~tch run with him
f~block, home of gun crime and drug dealing
where i’m from, you don’t make it out
you make a bit of noise, they try take you out
so i stay around guns, that ain’t allowed
feds tryna figure out what we made off loud
but i ain’t selling packs, catch me in the charts now
they think i’m hollywood but i came outta fartown
i didn’t pick a side, i got raised in one
got a good girl and a crazy one
got a four~four and a three~eighty long
and when feds ask questions, i’m making songs
b~tch see these chains, bro, your date is gone
six watches, i know the dates are wrong
mum used to beg me to be in at nine
i can’t tell her that i’ve been on my grind
this beef ain’t stopping till they free all the guys
new stick spitting three at a time
when jamz died, felt like i lost a part of me
bro snaked bro, it disheartened me
feds had me on tag, they tried charging me
’cause they caught me with white and some wraps of b
now it’s funny how a hundred ain’t racks to me
i ain’t wearing my bally just to rap on beats
they might slap me on a gauge for sending packs to e
f~block, all we do is tap machines
see, before my fire in the booth
i was on the opp block riding, i’m the truth
stepped into the t, it’s like the hunger games
shout bro, he really told me, “it’s a numbers game”
[part ii]

[verse]
busy getting to the bag, eight hundred other day
hit him clean with the twelve and made him fly the other way
big waps in this ride, if they spin it then we’re finished
f~block, all we do is shoot and sell dinners
had me on the wing, the jakes swept me off the road
violate bee, that’s pellets flying to your dome
shoot out the whip if i hear he’s involved
pull back the top, lean out and let it go
shooters like me fall off or they just broke
find a shooter like me that gets a reload
i just fl!cked three hundred and didn’t bat an eyelid
agents on me, got me switching the vices
switch off the glee, burst two at a time
before the packs came, i was putting food on the line
f~ck with the f, make sure i ruin your life
i don’t bury waps, fam, i get busy with mine
i ain’t taking b~tches out on no dates
if this sh~t don’t pop, i’m going to my old ways
blacked out, two pipes stuffed in this ’08
don’t run, one clip, light up the whole place
don’t run, it’s too late, one year, two tapes
eight years, no breaks, i held it down the whole way
go ask my old mates how we burn bridges quick
treat beef like the game and f~cking murder this sh~t
if my cat’s house is good, i’ll put burners in it
i just pray he don’t snitch when they’re running in his crib
keep running up your mouth till there’s hollows in my clip
yo, i jumped out the ride and sent bullets at wigs
i’m a shooter and a plug, i really flooded the strip
put my guys on and made sure the whole team eat
made a k!lling off my block, they were ot for weeks
came back, still never had half of what i made
when the tape drops, i’ll have ’em running round like a parade
all them times i got raided and i never complained
all them times i got my poor mum kicked out
one day i promise that i’ll buy her a big house
all these big waps and racks on the wing
i can get your older homie whiplashed
six figures, guarantee your best friend switch
i just bought a new glock and shoulda got the clip extended
yo, bb, i’m really one of a kind
you see this glock~9, i stuff it in, one at a time
anytime i step, i promise i tape the scene off
i ain’t got advice, i came up hitting b shots
yo, i ain’t gotta sell ~ or all these ~
i’m making minimum forty when them packs drop
if you’re talking heavy weight then i’m around lots
if you’re talking ’bout bootings, ask my opps
school backpack, i really had two pipes
how’s he rapping when he’s only been on two glides?
told the link that i’m a nine in my shoe size
and told the bird man, “make sure the food’s right”
ask ~ how quick all these sh~lls fly
if you’re talking ’bout powder, i’m about mine
how this ting try asking me my star sign?
i had to hit her with, “b~tch, it’s a star nine”

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