Joey Galaxy - Up That Fyre Lyrics
No don't make me up that fireNo don't make me up that fireNo don't make me up that fireNo don't make me up that fireShe my main ***** I take her everywhere I goAnd will gladly introduce you to the any hater I knowSee I keep her tuck low in the LeviAnd when I want quiet I use to silence for DisgusiedWe ride solo ain't no singing in this here choirJust a duet ***** just me and this here fireAnd if we gun for you trust me we're going hardShoot you mama house up and the trees in your grandma yardAnd leave your grandma scar I'm talking for lifeGet up your fire and don't use it I'm taking your lifeAnd when you're gone ***** ****a I'm taking your wifeYou ain't gotta be dead I might just take your wife tonightYeah I'm a beast a motha ****ing animalYeah I ate your ***** Jeffrey Dahmer cannibalYeah I hate the snitch microphones cameraHit with that stick bust his head like a cantaloupe... don't make me... no don't make me up that fireNo no don't make me up that fire, fireNo no don't make me up that fireBetter get your mind right, I get your mind rightAnd I get your mind right, better get your mind rightCan I get your mind right, can I get your mind rightGlock 40 that ak 47Two to his dome I hope he go to heavenYour people coming(it's a 187), now we gotta roll (like 7 eleven)I gotta leave the scene, like a hit and runDamn that's a big gun look like it weigh a tonSee I'm a gangsta you a ***** like two carpet muncherThat's why I totally need big gun like a rocket laucherAnd I'll rocket laucher just like the navy *****Mashed potato ass ****as thinks it's gravy *****See I will smoke you ****as like a NewportWe don't let ****as ride like a cab in New York****a life support that's what you looking atOnce I shoot there's no looking backMy wrist get a lot of action like I'm cooking crackClose casket your mama don't want to look at thatDon't make me do, no don't make me up that fyreNo no don't make me up that fyre, fyreNo no don't make me up that fyreCan I get your mind right, can I get your mind rightAnd I get your mind right, can I get your mind rightCan I get your mind right, can I get your mind rightAnd I get your mind right, can I get your mind rightCan I get your mind right, can I get your mind right**** I love to shoot I'm just gonna be bluntEven when a kid I was good at duck huntingI'm a cool ****a but I love the dramaLike a little black boy loves grand mamaWhen I go to busting you can't stop meAnd I stay strap like Hitachi ****as used to fight like karateBut OG's bust mister Miyagi
