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futuristic - bonfire (remix) lyrics

[intro]
yo, wtf gang, you know who i be
and uhmm, y’all n-ggas suck, okay

[verse 1]
futuristic get the party popping like a blackhead
all these other rappers now be turning into crackheads
k!ll them all, i guess you could call me mister black plague
i be in the streets, moving heavy like a fat leg
with that said, all these haters know i rap ether
they don’t listen to a word you’re saying like a bad teacher
i be on the stage louder than a fat speaker
white girls always call me hot like a bad fever
justin bieber, yeah, they biting like a beaver
got a freak under the sheets, got that b-tch singing like aretha
make her shake, call that a seizure
now she sleep, call that amnesia
i strapped up, don’t want no kids
my name ain’t brad, she’s angelina, uh
hi, kristina! shout-out to my exes
silly hoes, no you cannot get up on my guest list
i don’t date, i just pick a fan i’m gon’ have s-x with
only see her from the back it’s like i am dyslexic
on to the next b-tch, there’s a lot at every show
rapping is my lucky charm, i came up on a pot of gold
all my flows is cold just like i wrote them in a lot of snow
no, all my flows is sick just like i wrote them with a snotty nose
know your roll, my n-gga, i am the best
my music nasty like a chick with hairy chest
they call me mister clean cause i am very fresh
and i sneeze a lot, i am very blessed
i should stop rapping, y’all n-ggas can’t handle me
i don’t scr-p, my goons will come and jump you like a trampoline
i just make a lady shake it something like a tambourine
i be spitting acid like you squeezing on a tangerine
you a fan of me? that’s cool dog, rep the gang
i need some more supporters for this giant step to fame
tees, hats and chains, so don’t forget the name
they tell me i’m the sh-t, septic tank
i bet you thought that i was finished
cut me off when i be spitting
i’ll back hand you like it’s tennis
this is cl-ss, pay attention, b-tches
imma take attendance
found this chick out there in venice
she so bad, she got detention
i be flossing like a dentist, shining like a tree on christmas
p-ss the rock, my name is xo, i be balling out in memphis
in the lab, just like a chemist
tie your shoes, boy, why you tripping?
wanna battle me? i’ll murder you, somebody call forensics
and i’m still not done, b-tch
my flow is refreshing, sunkist
y’all get swept under the rug like a crumb, b-tch
y’all n-ggas can’t see me like a nun’s t-ts
dumb sh-t, i call it stupid flow
underground? you more commercial than a super bowl
i’m fresher than the soap i’m putting on my loofah, ho
her name ain’t missy or ciara but she lose control
by twenty-six i’ll be so rich i can retire
name on every ticket, poster, billboard and flyer
don’t know a single n-gga that can see me in a cypher
throw all of these n-ggas in a f-cking bonfire

[outro]
it’s a bonfire, cut the lights out
i’m burning everything these motherf-ckers talk about
it’s a bonfire, cut the lights out
i’m burning everything these motherf-ckers talk about
it’s a bonfire, cut the lights out
i’m burning everything these motherf-ckers talk about
it’s a bonfire, cut the lights out
i’m burning everything these motherf-ckers talk about

- futuristic lyrics

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