Young Dro

On Fire

Letras

I'm fire, fire, fire, fire
I'm the hottest goddamn, brown TransAm
I'm on fire, loud as Cam
Standing in the trap with these loud ass yams
Loud ass pipes on these loud ass rims
Nord, Nord, look at my garage
Maserati cars, I can't even flourish
This is no facade, bitches go retarded
Diamond pants, we call that a banjo or a yard
My paint keep falling, wet wet shawty
Shawty leave money, I'm still balling
Got the soldiers in platoons, pockets on balloons
Stack my money up and take a rocket to the moon
AK in the refrigerator but my Glock is in the room
When I get with no hoe, first we pop it then we zoom
I'm the hottest in the room, you know I won't lie
You know I'm sitting tall, you know I'm on fire

Call me Young Dro, cause I'm smoking on fire
Run up if you want, please shawty don't try
Players only live once, everybody gon' die
So whatever shawty want, you know shawty gon' buy
Cause shawty on fire, on fire
Shawty on fire, on fire
Shawty on fire, on fire
Shawty on fire, on fire
Call me Young Dro, cause I'm smoking on fire
Call me Young Dro, cause I'm smoking on fire
Call me Young Dro, cause I'm smoking on fire
Call me Young Dro, cause I'm smoking on fire

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I am Young Dro, what you telling me
Pocket full of celery
I know how to be a player, I am Bia Bellamy
Nigga run up on me wrong, gonna get a felony
Neck fresh in the club, damn who the hell is he
Fellas be, jealousy, my car look like my Audemar
Goons in the crowd and I don't know how to call 'em off
I'ma start a holocaust, razor bull, paid in full
Paint the Regal gray in March, aqua blue in April
Diamonds in the stable, cages I'ma blow 'em out
Tell them bitches if they don't behave I'ma throw 'em out
Drop top popular, make it rain on the Doppler
Grand hustle king, I am mafia
Nigga what's popping, I'm a beast
Soon as I hit release mode
Pop your head open like them Lamborghini doors
Young Dro, I'm the best thing smoking on fire