Текст песни Wrld on Fye - Yung Panda

Yea
I might set the wrld on fye
Wrld on fye
Wrld on fye
Yea
Let it burn let it burn
Let it burn let it burn
Let it burn let it burn

Cause I don waited my turn
Yea
Then I jumped up in my bag like I was diving in head first
Yea
Out my body off the xanny bar but the shrooms keep me down to earth
Like
I'm always thinking bout something I'm supposed to be not
Addicted to drugs and the hoes gotta stay focused on countin' the guap
I'm never going back to broke
They look at me funny but the joke on them
Yea
Amiri my denim
I'm tuckin the metal
Ayy
Finna eat cus I'm fed up
Yea
I can't beef wit no opp if they pockets won't let us

Yea
Ion even got the energy to put my emotions on the internet
I stay out the mix like a missing ingredient
Made yo bitch fall in love from afar
She ain't even get to meet me yet
But I ain't even interested
Too many bitches already want me dead
Yea
Too many bitches already want me dead
It only just started making sense
I gotta run up my check to pay for my sins
Open up the mosh pit
Fuck the Wrld suck my dick
Ion ever talk my shit
I ain't worried boutta bitch
Nah
I need that Audemar on my wrist

Huh
Yea
With the water front by the crib
I don't need ya'll to see the vision
I just multiply the digits
Please pay attention
I can't get caught slippin'
It's like nowadays nobody seem to mind they bidness
I'm off the drugs but no I ain't trippin
When I talk they listen
I been locked in on a mission
Ask God for forgiveness
Ask God for
Ay
Yea