Ayo, Bryjk (Fire, fire, fire)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh (Fire, fire, fire)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
When I look in your eyes, I can see your soul
Can I make you mine? Baby, let me know
Remember them times when I slept on the floor
I'ma light up this J when I feel a lil' low
When I'm off these drugs, I'm in my mode
Don't call up my phone, get put on hold
I'm the type to sit back and let shit unfold
But, baby, can I make you mine? Just let me know
Got me goin' crazy, I'm losin' my mind
And no, I'm not a saint, but I can not lie
And I'm feelin' a feelin' I cannot describe
I think I'm in love, but I'm still gon' deny
'Cause I don't got the time, I got off south side
They say Dami too rude, so I'm tryna be nice
But niggas keep playin', gon' lose they life
I don't got shit to prove to you niggas online
And we coulda been right, but you sold that shit
And I still got love, but I gotta reminisce
I been a real nigga before, Ka$h don't miss
He wanted some weed and I eyeballed that shit
Said my baby shit star like her first name Patrick
I just look at my bank when I get on that sad shit
I just wanna smoke weed when I'm ridin' through traffic
Niggas keep sayin' that they're 'bout that shit
But their skimasks has been in more Trillers than licks
I don't know if I believe you bustin' that stick
But what I know is my niggas stay equipped
Like we bakin' a pie, could put you in the mix
And anytime that you mine to slide
Please just hit my line, ayy
Baby, just gimme a sign, ayy
When I look in your eyes, I can see your soul
Baby give me a sign, baby, let me know
Remember them times when I slept on the floor
I'ma light up this J when I feel a lil' low
When I'm off these drugs, I'm in my mode
Don't call up my phone, get put on hold
I'm the type to sit back and let shit unfold
But, baby, can I make you mine? Just let me know
Fire, fire-fire-fire
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
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