Feel My Fire - Raider Klan, Amber London, Dough2x

Feel my fire, Feel my fire

Feel my fire, you niggas gon' feel my fire

I’m 'bout to get high, that’s no lie, that’s no lie

I’m 'bout to get high, off that fire, off that fire

Talking reckless, gon' make you feel my fire

Toe tag your ass, then get high

BRK gon' ride, nigga that’s no lie

You would think I broke my hip that way that Glock poke out my side

I can see it in your eyes, you don’t wanna die

So stop booting up like you want to, or it’s gon' be a homicide

Got me loading up my fire, with murder on my mind

I hit up Amber, like «Whats up, can you drive?»

She a slider, so I know she gon' slide

We natural born killers on the rise

Weak niggas I despise

From the southern Cali we get high

Illustration is a must, nigga check my rhymes

Money in my pocket, cause I’m Dough2x

From that FLA, you know I keep that iron

Smoking on that bi, I be high, as a plane

With my young nigga lil' Dough, getting that Dough

Cause we ain’t playing

We ain’t worried 'bout you hoes

We riding four deep in the AM, looking for a sucka ass trick

So we can go ahead and slay 'em, bitch

When I coming down, I might sip

.45 on my hip

Tuck down, you’ll get hit

Loc’s down, in this bitch

Mothafuckas' 'round here out that grit

But if you don’t get it then you probably getting flipped

That’s why I hang with them hustlers, getting change of that work

Who got that bang, you’ll get murked

Cause these boys out here be killas

I be smoking on that killa

Eyes looking like its Thriller, which means they red

Your girl took like 6 blunts to the head

Just to let the mothafucka’s know, I ain’t scared

Bitch you heard what I said, you get hung like a dread

Fire