Lil Boom - Fire Force lyrics

With the shit, nigga
Like I'm in the fire force (yeah)
Sucked my dick so long
I told the bitch it's getting moist (Moist)
Need an award for this shit, nigga
Like People's Choice (Choice)
She asked me why I never cuss
'cause this my Christian voice (Bitch)
Go get that bag then put half in a safe
(Safe) put half in the bank then
I tell the clerk "Thanks" (Thanks)
And I'm savin' up my money 'cause
I'm tryna buy a tank (Boom, boom, boom)
Now she tryna let me fuck
Two years ago was a debate (Ha ha ha)
I go get the cash and then I go flip it
(yeah) you niggas be hating
But I don't really give a fuck (Damn)
I met a plug, the nigga name Morpheus
(Morpheus)
Smokin' on gas and it got me thunderstruck
Who is you? (Who?) What do you claim? (What?)
What is yo' name, bitch? Why you in my lane?
Why you got some shit to say
Every time you speak my name? (Pussy)
Why you tryna save that ho'
Boy? She ain't Mary Jane (Haha)
Chapo, nigga, and we ain't on no planes
(Choppa) we in the field with slaves
And they pickin' rice grains (Woo)
She wanna let me fuck
She don't even know my first name (Damn)
I'm in your presence now
Be glad that I came (Bitch)

Ayy, shoutout Teejay, bro
(BennWaiting on the beat)

Was finna back off of this track
But bitch I'm back up on this track (Woo)
Yo' bitch, she back up on my sack (yeah
I guess she back up to attack (Damn)
Gas and this shit hittin' just like crack
Finna back up from the back and then
I'm not gon' call her back (Back)
I just called my plug up
Like you can't forget the pack
(You can't forget that)
Yeah, I spent a thousand
But you can't forget the tax
(You can't forget that)
Yeah, I know that that's your bitch
But you can't forget I smashed (Bitch)
You got a hundred bodies
Know we can't forget to pass (Thot)

I need me a milli or it will mean nothing
Hittin' that bitch and I nut on her stomach
(Woo) don't give a fuck if
They're sister or cousin
Or aunty or brother
I'm shootin' or somethin'
Yeah, you say you get money
But it don't mean nothin' (yeah)
Yeah, choppa is Russian
Yeah, my bitch be fussin'
Yo' bitch be cussin', my bitch
This shit is ugly just like my wrist
We cookin' her somethin' just
For your bitch
Diamonds is bussin', look at the shit (Damn)
Yo' bitch look like
I count up the check, boy
Ahead head of the town
Stocks going up and your bitch going down
That bitch look like Penny Proud
You nigga, you look like a clown