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wallet - fire octagon lyrics

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[hook: fire octagon]
shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up
every day, all on the block
i’m gonna run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
i’m on the asphalt
i think it’s the cash fault
three pills, i’ma blast off
what i’m pushin’ is a trackhawk
we get it lit like a matchbox
said she want issey miyake
i don’t got time baby, just take my wallet
thinkin’ i’m gonna be out like i’m shopping
i boot off the planet, i feel like a rocket
i really be poppin’, three different watches, i’m poppin’
she wanna f*ck, but she look like a goblin
i’m in the streets, so i steady be mobbin’
i see a opp, and you know that we shot him

[verse 1: tumer beets]
really can’t stop, 40 the watch
diamond my bezel, i pulled out these rocks
i really can’t stop, drum on the glock
all of my pavement is floodеd with opps
stackin’ these blues, stackin’ this papеr
money is countin’, that b*tch wanna stop
she callin’ my phone, i hit her later
soon as she landed, she givin’ me top
we ain’t the same, even my converse got chrome hearts, yeah
walkin’ balmain, b*tch i don’t see you in walmart, yeah
got so many bands, 200k, that’s a small part, yeah
sippin’ the red, mixing the black with the wockhardt, yeah
[verse 2: fire octagon]
i take a perc to go up
back to the x to go down
we just be takin these drugs to forget all our sins
b*tch we smokin’ a pound
i can’t do sh*t for you now
because when i was broke, you just wasn’t around
feel like the king of this sh*t
i just wanna have purple diamonds in my crown
you really like to pretend that you solid
but i see you talkin’ lil’ b*tch
snitchin’ on me, never walkin’, lil’ b*tch
stuck on the meds, i’ma pop ’til i’m dead
i’m in the jungle, they crawling my skin
cause i need me a perc, baby, i got the itch
you want the work, got a glock wit a switch
and you know that we just gonna…

[hook: fire octagon]
shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up
every day, all on the block
i’m gonna run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
i’m on the asphalt
i think it’s the cash fault
three pills, i’ma blast off
what i’m pushin’ is a trackhawk
we get it lit like a matchbox
said she want issey miyake
i don’t got time baby, just take my wallet
thinkin’ i’m gonna be out like i’m shopping
i boot off the planet, i feel like a rocket
i really be poppin’, three different watches, i’m poppin’
she wanna f*ck, but she look like a goblin
i’m in the streets, so i steady be mobbin’
i see a opp, and you know that we shot him
[outro: fire octagon]
i did it again
vvs diamonds reflect on my skin
i really feel like i’m destined to win
talkin’ that sh*t from your bed, it’s a twin
always keep pushin’, i’m never content
i take the x to forget all my sins
never been stuck in a dream, it won’t end
as real as they come, i’m never gon’ bend, d*mn

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