Fire (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Kevin Gates

Composed by：Kevin Gates

QRed on the track

Leave me in the cold

When you came to me I could never tell you no

You fuckers no longer have the right to tell me nothin'

You keep stuntin' chrome dicks go to the belly button

My 40 told me keep it real 'cause I ain't here for stuntin'

I pull this trigger it might hit you in your ear or somethin'

Quick to tell a nigga fuck you you ain't likin' me

That's why you be walkin' ain't no talkin' on the side of me

No it ain't no walk in the park what you call easy

Been fell off my pivot got up and I start eatin'

Blowin' horse turnin' the corner my roof open

Purple so potent you smell it like you smokin'

Seen but you seen no frown lead like I'm Nino Brown

Fiends keep on comin' 'round kis come from out of town

Skis see the cheese and be cheesin' leave 'em

Emotion put my pockets on a freeze tease 'em

Bank account Visa jumpin' out a Bimmer

Lookin' for a reason but they know I don't need one

I'm the type of nigga be movin' go get my Gucci luggage

The groupies love it say my belt don't match my Gucci fuck it

My floozy grubbin' after the meal sits

Tellin' Travis 'bout her lips with the vacuum-seal tips

My name Kevin Gates and I'm like

I'm the man down here and I'm in demand down here

I'm like one of the hottest niggas out here right now

Like you know truth be told but

I kept a humble approach in the game and I never

I never let my my character or whatever exceed my my rapping character

Flex fuel injection pressin' hard on the pedal

Swoop through in the shh it's whatever my heart in the ghetto

Baggy jeans so the magazine rival seams

Infrared see-through cartridge my travel beam

New-school vert convertin' the hard tops like

Ooh the truth hurt too perfect to fall off like

If I'm ever brought to the height of my disposition

My position will change and won't remain local

Now I'm like postal see me on a poster

Hit you with the Hulk and you won't make it where you're 'posed to

Rather die buried with figures shinin' my life away

Simple motherfucker I concentrate if it's night or day

Give me all your green bitch I mean 'cause I said so

Two up in a twenty make me lean like my leg broke

Don't know how to let go heavy-object holder

If you test me I'ma show you take the Desy out and stroke 'em

QRed on the track and he runnin' this bitch

Leave me in the cold

When you came to me I could never tell you no