Текст песни Fire (feat. JazzyRed, Dutch Rugar, G.I. Gizzle & Cookie Monroe) - Og Grip

Everybody know us
Everybody know us
Everybody know us
Hey you can look but don't touch
Getting mo is not enough
Have your pussy ass touch
Real killers gon' rush
Everybody know us
Everybody know us
Connected everywhere
From the south to the north
From the rich to the poor
Basic bitches to the whores
Everybody know us
Everybody know us
Everybody know us

Boy this on my mother's life
Thirteen i was gripping pipe
For this cloat and every stripe
Bitch I really risked my life
I never retreated on my life
Amen that's word to Christ
Snatch a soul and take a life
Roll the dice
Ask your bitch I told her
A couple things about me
We don't fuck with no snitches
Keep the lames
The fuck around me
The mob only
We don't know you
We don't trust you
I put that on my babies
Out your body
I'm gon' crush it
Them niggas ain't outside
I guess them niggas got a curfew
Still gettin' rich
Off that doggy
Yaba da doo
Utchy that nigga
I am that dude
And I'm with the mob too
They just mad
Cause we do what we want to

G.I. Gizzle on some trap shit
Mob deep on some frat shit
40 on me that's my black bitch
North side of the app shit

If you know me
Know I'm low-key
Hittin' stangs all day
And smoke weed
Pay homage to the real OGs
Never talk to no police
I'm ten toes bitch both feet
Grittin' all night no sleep
Work high but the dro cheap
Killin' shit give me more beats
Everybody know
What I'm reppin' on
From the slums
To the upper echelon
Got them hundred rounds
In my repertoire
Had your blood runnin'
Like a reservoir
Underdog so the odds bad
I take a loss then bounce back
Fuck the club rather count stacks
Think he soft straight drop crack
Fuck the stories niggas make up
Stay away with that fake love
A thousand all in my makeup
Nah nigga stop goin' way up

You can look but don't touch Gettin' more is not enough
Have your pussy ass touched
Real killers gon' rush
Everybody know us
Everybody know us
Connected everywhere
From the south to the north
From the rich to the poor
Basic bitches to the whores
Everybody know us
Everybody know us
Everybody know us
Everybody know us

Basic way you see my swag
You ain't gotta see my cash
Run it up and then flip it
Turn your coin purse into a bag
Yeah
Need a squad
You can keep it 100 with
We need a squad
You can get that money with
We runnin' it guns and shit
Yeah my pretty ass
Bust a drum and shit
Yeah my pretty ass
Bust a drum lil' bitch
I ain't even mean to get violent
I don't like them sirens
When I get to wildin

Everybody know his questions
Who the fuck is y'all
He's a buller
He don't never stay here
Durin' roll call never present
Crim della crim
Yeah they know us
Don't push our buttons
Cause it's hard to control us
We'll turn your party up
Like we did out in Texas
Got good vibes
That'll spread like asbestos
And trust me go dumb
Or your shit could get ugly
So don't test us
Yell in my my
With my chest bitch
Minnesota boy
Know how we reppin
N-G-I-N-F-L-N-I-O
They know us from Cali to Newark
Yeah we coast to coast
Just from standin' in deserts
And slidin' through beaches
And come around your corners
And slick on some creep shit
And keep it to yourself
Cause I don't need the peep shit
I hop on some punk yeah
I need me a speed stick
Takin' a finger
That your ass used to read with
Bat out of hell
Yeah I look like a demon
Yeah get your head
Chopped off for no reason
Or treason

Hey you can look but don't touch
Gettin' more is not enough
Have your pussy ass touched
Real killers gon' rush
Everybody know us
Everybody know us
Connected everywhere
From the south to the north
From the richest to the poorest

Basic bitches to the whores
Everybody know us
Everybody know us
Everybody know us

Everybody know us