FIRE (Rollin Fat) ft. DJ Lost & Ry!an Lyrics

Welcome to the Sauce House

Ry!an, you made this

I don't care if you dont understand the dialect, sometimes it gets lost in translation

Ah, fuck

Yeah (yeah)

Yeah (hey) yeah

(Hey) yeah (yeah)

Hey (yeah yeah yeah)

I'm rollin' 'em fat, they sit back to back

I'm in your trap and I'm sellin' these packs

Run in that bitch and I got on ski mask

Breakin' her heart to leave her with a cast

Fillin' her tank you know I had to gas her

Really ain't beautiful, she just got ass

I'm in this bitch and I came with hoodrats

I only came in this bitch for the racks

Fuck it, we lift 'em soon as they attack

I got 'em stumblin' doin' the dash

Anyone lackin' get left with a toe tag

Yellow diamonds that's piss in the pot (pop)

Give her P.Diddy, won't stop (can't stop won't stop)

When she chillin' with Hammy she know how to bop (link)

Put that lil bitch on the camera, she ain't a fan she know how to model (flick)

She ain't with none of the slander she understand me, stay right beside the kid (okay)

Niggas ain't gang, no they can't hang and don't know the politics (huh)

Never known trouble of thuggin' when they know you Bloodin' but you had to ride with crips (stop it)

Niggas be thinkin' shits funny until it's gets ugly and then send apologies (wassup)

I had to send a soul up then I pray up on Sunday like I'm with my mom and shit (okay)

Bet it be feelin' so right and so lovely whenever the vibe is lit (hot)

I hit ya bitch from the back for the one time, we ain't really have time to switch (at all)

Can't wait til the day I run into you, you know I been dyin' to hit (dyin')

Bet that I hit, leavin' 'em dead

I'm accurate, heard what I said

Runnin' it up, just like a stag

I'm in my bag, you see the tag (run it)

You see me drippin' and droppin' the swag (yeah)

Niggas be pickin' it up like a sag

You see flippin' the script on they ass

I'm never comin' in last like a Sag' (ah haa)

Got some of this, got some of that

I got some shrooms, I got a half

I'm rollin' 'em fat, they sit back to back (yeah)

I'm in your trap and I'm sellin' these packs (uh huh)

Run in that bitch and I got on ski mask

Breakin' her heart to leave her with a cast (pew)

Fillin' her tank you know I had to gas her

Really ain't beautiful, she just got ass

I'm in this bitch and I came with hoodrats

I only came in this bitch for the racks (yeah yeah)

Fuck it, we lift 'em soon as they attack

I got 'em stumblin' doin' the dash (ha)

Run in this bitch, yeah I came for the cash

Yeah, I'm knowin' just where the stash at

And nobody gettin' a pass

Comin' in first, I ain't comin' in last

Anyone lackin' get left with a toe tag

Yeah (yeah)

Yeah (hey) yeah

(Hey) yeah (yeah)

Hey (yeah yeah yeah) (I'm rollin' 'em fat, they sit back to back)

Hey (yeah)

Hey (hey)

Yeah (yeah)

Yeah (hey) yeah

(Hey) yeah (yeah)

Hey (yeah yeah yeah) (I'm rollin' 'em fat, they sit back to back

I'm in your trap and I'm sellin' these packs

Run in that bitch and I got on ski mask)