Yay Got That Fire lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, y'all n*ggas thought I was gon' let y'all n*ggas breathe, huh? (Yeah!, haha)
n*gga, I'm number 2 on the charts, (Number 2, n*gga, number 2 in the country!) number 1 in the hood, f*ck y'all n*ggas
Yo Joe, (Fluck y'all n*ggas!) you see my numbers Jada?
Hahaha (Yo Game, you a scared ass-n*gga)
I'm sellin' in Germany, London (Joe you too, I see you doin' the Mookie Wilson at the VMAs!)
Y'all n*ggas can suck my di*k, word to mother, man
I'm on some sh*t (f*ck y'all n*ggas) right now (Jada you know what time it is, I'm a gangsta, n*gga)
I'm lookin' for some trouble

[Chorus]
Catch me in the back, mac on my lap, mad work, gettin' trap, got that dope and that crack, Yeaah
A known supplier
Yeaah
Yay got that fire (Here we go!)
Yeaah, I got that haze, got that dro, got that piff, got that sh*t, that you sniff, man, I hold the fo-fifth, yeaah
A known supplier
Yeaah
Yay got that fire (Break it down now!)

[Verse]
Yeaah, my top down in a black Lamb'
I chop down to my last gram, low for my task an'
n*gga check my raps, they incredible quotas
Got your b*tch on a plane with some editable dope (Break it down now!)
Ayo, stick-up kids is, out to tax
But it don't worry me, 'cause I stay with a mac
And I ride in a 'Lac, with the sh*t on my lap, Blaaaaaaat
I have ya whole team laid down flat
The world's a big pus*y, waitin' to get f*ck
I been dyin' for this day, since I been locked up
Roll up in that Porsche truck, a red Turbo
We some blunt handlin' pros with big fofos
I was 0-3, 8-2, 3-3-9
Now the kid is home, it's my time to shine (YEAH!)
[Chorus]
Catch me in the back, mac on my lap, mad work, gettin' trap, got that dope and that crack, yeaah (Yeeeeaaahh!)
A known supplier
Yeaah! (Yeeeeaaahh!)
Yay got that fire (I got it all n*gga!)
Yeaah, I got that haze, (12, 12s, 58 58s!) got that dro, got that piff, got that sh*t, that you sniff, man, I hold the fo-fifth, yeaah
A known supplier
Yeaah
Yay got that fire

[Outro]
Yeah, I told y'all man, Thoughts Of A Predicate Felon!
In stores now, number 2 in the motherf*ckin' country!
Yo Em get better!
Yo 50, whassup?
I got that new CLS, money green, n*gga!
'Bout to get the money green, rims on there n*gga!
I look like a flyin' hunnid dollar bill comin' through Southside!
Yo Monster whassup?
24's on the 'Lac n*gga!
We ridin' on fo-fo!
My n*gga Buck!
Lloyd Banks!