Joey Galaxy - Up That Fyre lyrics

No don't make me up that fire No don't make me up that fire No don't make me up that fire No don't make me up that fire She my main b**h I take her everywhere I go And will gladly introduce you to the any hater I know See I keep her tuck low in the Levi And when I want quiet I use to silence for Disgusied We ride solo ain't no singing in this here choir Just a duet b**h just me and this here fire And if we gun for you trust me we're going hard Shoot you mama house up and the trees in your grandma yard And leave your grandma scar I'm talking for life Get up your fire and don't use it I'm taking your life And when you're gone p**y ****a I'm taking your wife You ain't gotta be dead I might just take your wife tonight Yeah I'm a beast a motha ****ing animal Yeah I ate your b**h Jeffrey Dahmer cannibal Yeah I hate the snitch microphones camera Hit with that stick bust his head like a cantaloupe ... don't make me... no don't make me up that fire No no don't make me up that fire, fire No no don't make me up that fire Better get your mind right, I get your mind right And I get your mind right, better get your mind right Can I get your mind right, can I get your mind right Glock 40 that ak 47 Two to his dome I hope he go to heaven Your people coming(it's a 187), now we gotta roll (like 7 eleven) I gotta leave the scene, like a hit and run Damn that's a big gun look like it weigh a ton See I'm a gangsta you a p**y like two carpet muncher That's why I totally need big gun like a rocket laucher And I'll rocket laucher just like the navy b**h Mashed potato a** ****as thinks it's gravy b**h See I will smoke you ****as like a Newport We don't let ****as ride like a cab in New York ****a life support that's what you looking at Once I shoot there's no looking back My wrist get a lot of action like I'm cooking crack Close casket your mama don't want to look at that Don't make me do, no don't make me up that fyre No no don't make me up that fyre, fyre No no don't make me up that fyre Can I get your mind right, can I get your mind right And I get your mind right, can I get your mind right Can I get your mind right, can I get your mind right And I get your mind right, can I get your mind right Can I get your mind right, can I get your mind right **** I love to shoot I'm just gonna be blunt Even when a kid I was good at duck hunting I'm a cool ****a but I love the drama Like a little black boy loves grand mama When I go to busting you can't stop me And I stay strap like Hitachi ****as used to fight like karate But OG's bust mister Miyagi