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[Intro]

[Hook x2: Dough2x, Amber London]
Feel my fire, Feel my fire
Feel my fire, you niggas gon' feel my fire
I'm 'bout to get high, that's no lie, that's no lie
I'm 'bout to get high, off that fire, off that fire

[Verse: Dough2x]
Talking reckless, gon' make you feel my fire
Toe tag your ass, then get high
BRK gon' ride, nigga that's no lie
You would think I broke my hip that way that Glock poke out my side
I can see it in your eyes, you don't wanna die
So stop booting up like you want to, or it's gon' be a homicide
Got me loading up my fire, with murder on my mind
I hit up Amber, like "Whats up, can you drive?"
She a slider, so I know she gon' slide
We natural born killers on the rise
Weak niggas I despise
From the southern Cali we get high
Illustration is a must, nigga check my rhymes
Money in my pocket, cause I'm Dough2x
From that FLA, you know I keep that iron

[Hook 2x]

[Verse 2: Amber London]
Smoking on that bi, I be high, as a plane
With my young nigga lil' Dough, getting that Dough
Cause we ain't playing
We ain't worried 'bout you hoes
We riding four deep in the AM, looking for a sucka ass trick
So we can go ahead and slay 'em, bitch
When I coming down, I might sip
.45 on my hip
Tuck down, you'll get hit
Loc's down, in this bitch
Mothafuckas' 'round here out that grit
But if you don't get it then you probably getting flipped
That's why I hang with them hustlers, getting change of that work
Who got that bang, you'll get murked
Cause these boys out here be killas
I be smoking on that killa
Eyes looking like its Thriller, which means they red
Your girl took like 6 blunts to the head
Just to let the mothafucka's know, I ain't scared
Bitch you heard what I said, you get hung like a dread
Fire

[Hook 2x]

[Outro]

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