Pyro Lyrics

You know the feelings fleeting

I'm wondering where we can go

Don't put it all on me babe

I'm steady in the deep end, woah

Uppin' that stick, fire on, yeah, young pyro

Camels on me, Cairo

Yeah, gotta light that shit 'fore I go

Make a rack right with my eyes closed

And yo car cost less than my clothes

Got red cross in my scope

And a bad hoe to roll my dope

Effervescence Wockhardt po' it up and watch it fizz

In love with my main thing, but the lifestyle comes between

Yung S-Y-M-O

Double back, homixide poles

Rolls Royce suicide doors, yeah

Out the Rolls Royce suicide doors

Got a glick right by my hip

Gonna reap right quick, catch souls

Do my business then I dip

Yeah, all black fit like I stole

Some broad asked to be my bitch

Hell naw, that positions full

Snow fall on my wrist, woa

Snow fall on my wrist, woah

Phone call from yo bitch, woah

2 phone calls from yo bitch

And she said that she loves to suck dick

"Yo, better slide up on my crib"

Throw a pipe bomb at yo kids

If you ain't rockin' with my shit

I'm on top like a goddamn king

And I got Wockhardt in my spleen

Ooo

Ooo

Uppin' that stick, fire on, yeah, young pyro

Camels on me, Cairo

Yeah, gotta light that shit 'fore I go

Make a rack right with my eyes closed

And yo car cost less than my clothes

Got red cross in my scope

And a bad hoe to roll my dope

Effervescence Wockhardt po' it up and watch it fizz

In love with my main thing, but the lifestyle comes between

Yung S-Y-M-O

Double back, homixide poles

Rolls Royce suicide doors, yeah

Out the Rolls Royce suicide doors