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Fire In The Booth, Pt.1

by Pop Smoke & Charlie Sloth

[Verse 1]
Traphouse Mob
Look, look
I'm armed and dangerous
Ain't no parking at the light
Ain't no stainin' us, keep a K with us
Please don't, please don't play with us
Nah, we up and aimin' em
Ain't no hidin', Flossy, baby, that's where I be
Try me, niggas know that I'm grimy
Lie me, niggas know I'm on timin'
Niggas know that I'm grimy, hold on, big body like a lineman, wait
I know how to vibe, but no I ain't cool
Look at me funny, bet I'll shoot up the room
Shoot out the coupe, I let it boom
Nah, I don't play with these niggas, never
Play with it, niggas know I keep a K with it
Ace Makaveli wavin' it, wavin' it
All my apes on the loose, ain't no tamin' em, tamin' 'em
Step in a game and start changin' it, changin' it
Spin through your block, Tetris, bend it, bend it
All the opps call a shot, Beckham, Beckham, Beckham
If I don't got the chop, deck 'em, deck 'em, deck 'em
Got some brand new chops, test 'em, test 'em, test 'em
Said I hop in the spot, there he go, over there, chillin' with his bitch
Point him out, where he at, James is gon' get the assist
Six shots, clip him, I bet I empty the clip
Pop Smoke on ape timin', but everybody know I'm Crip

[Interlude]
Hold on, wait, hold on
Hold on Sloth, I got some more for you
(Let's get up bro, let's get up bro!)

[Verse 2]
Said I'm in the Bugatti, racin', pacer, pace him
Run him down, chase him, Draco, Drac' him
Extendo, 30, Perc' head, 30
Getaway, Birdie, air it out, hold on
It's a anano-uh

[Interlude: Charlie Sloth & Pop Smoke]
Ayy (Hold on, hahaha)
Pop Smoke in the buildin' (Grrt, grrt)
Ayy, you gotta be gassed, I can't lie, bro (Yeah)
Got me feelin' ampy out here, ya naw mean?
I got that Goyard swag, new Goyard bag (Sheesh, wueh)
They know I'm with it, woo
Ayy, you know what, yeah? (Yeah)
Normally I don't do this, yeah
But I wanna put another beat up (Uh)
Can I do that? (Yeah, pull it up)
Can I- can we do that? (Pull it up)
Oh
Let's see what you got in here, haha
I just picked a random one (That's it)
I ain't even know what it is myself
It better be Pop Smoke, don't fuck around, I got some

[Verse 3]
Yeah, yeah, woo, woo, woo
It's big Papi Locsta'
Big racks only, when niggas step on the scene
Ain't nobody told ya?
Off the bracelet so I'm back to wildin' on these streets
Mr. Spin-in-Rovers
Balmain's and Gucci sweaters hopin' out the V's
So Mr.'ll run you over, huh
Or A$AP, I up it ASAP, 'til you
I'm a trappin' fanatic, hold on
I walk in the spot like I want it all
Amiri jeans for the denim
Hunnid clip, he get him, cold like a [?]
Double G for the swag, you can check the tag
Flossy nigga droppin' G's
Big benties for the V's
Double G's bustin' out the jeans, hold on (Perfect)
Hold on, wait
I got smash in the place, huh
I got bitch go in the room, huh
Bet he gon' shoot at the room, huh
He let it boom, hold on