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fire in the booth, pt. 1 - skilla baby & charlie sloth lyrics

[intro: sk!lla baby & charlie sloth]
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mhm ()
huh?
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bandcamp
we eat the most (yeah, yeah)
we’re a business, not a gang
huh?
ayy
[verse 1: sk!lla baby]
they already know what time it is when they see me
when we get the drop, we spin an opp like a cd
in the 50 zone or cooper street when i be east
can’t let them n*ggas trick me off the street, i’m too elite
when they talk about who eat the most, they bring up me
sk!lla spinnin’ sh*t, he ain’t with dolla, he with meek
dolla ain’t gotta spеnd a dollar, he with me, n*gga
strikers ain’t scats no morе, they trucks, it must be winter
a hundred thousand ain’t sh*t, n*gga, think bigger
my opps’ friends know how it feel to be with weak n*ggas
bro gave me a gun, i threw a bullet, it’s a flea*fl!cker
you should probably focus on yourself if you see me with her
now it’s fire in the booth, back then, it was pots and pans
couldn’t find the n*gga that shot me, so we shot his friends
lil’ bro got the drop, we gon’ drop somethin’
if you see my opps on your block, you better pop somethin’
i know for a fact if we in there, they is not comin’
ever since that day i got shot, i ain’t stop huntin’
twist a n*gga top with my glock, dreadlock somethin’
even if your name was red light, you couldn’t stop nothin’

[interlude: sk!lla baby & charlie sloth]
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hmm
come on, my guy
sk!lla in the building, i see you
sk!lla baby, brought you a ting (i’m just tryna come alive)
sh*t
you got an in, bro

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huh?
sk!lla, bro
‘ello?
get ’em again
run through ’em, run through ’em
hmm
fire in the booth ()
huh?
[verse 2: sk!lla baby & charlie sloth]
i be tryna put my opps in a blunt, bob marley
then go start a fire in the booth like i’m charlie (yeah)
my opps don’t wanna bump with me, they wanna argue
beefin’ with a n*gga like me, that ain’t a smart move
my opps animated like a cartoon
masked up, striker gassed up, i’m in a dark mood
naw, for real, hah
when i see a ho n*gga, i dive in his sh*t
can’t believe my opps really survivin’ this sh*t
hoes used to ho me, now they on my d*ck
two*fifty worth of ice, thank god for this sh*t
hmm, naw, for real

[interlude: sk!lla baby & charlie sloth]
sk!lla baby in the building
on the detroit side of things, charlie
i see you, my guy, i see you
naw, for real
i see you, bro
they know i got the video, they still lyin’, ain’t that a b*tch?
for real ()

[verse 3: sk!lla baby & charlie sloth]
they know i got the video, they still lyin’, ain’t that a b*tch?
me and bro still out tryna catch a hit, ain’t that a pit?
hit her with my mask on, pooh, i’m shiesty as it get ()
[outro: sk!lla baby & charlie sloth]
sh*t
come on, my guy, yeah, yeah
shout out to apple music, man
i see you, bro
i’m in here nervous as ever, charlie, i ain’t gon’ lie
ayy, bro, you come through, done your d*mn ting
trust me, proper stuff, mate

- skilla baby charlie sloth lyrics

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