"Wildfire" lyrics

Hop on the beat, sound like it's Nine9
We in the [?], me and a lot of guys
I look good when I see the sky (uh-uh)
I thank God for my life, this shit so fye

Hop on the beat, sound like it's Nine9
We in the [?], we in the [?], me and a lot of guys
I look good when I see the sky (uh-uh)
The sky's blue and that kinda how I'm feeling right now
If you my bitch, you gon' ride or die (ride or die)
I got these hoes like I'm Quagmire (Quagmire)
This bitch acting up, tryna slash my tires
I'm smoking on a wood, that's a wildfire (damn, damn)

She been grippin' on the dick like her hands [?]
I'm damn near a stylist with this blow-dryer
I'm off all this drank, man I'm so tired
I'm a motherfuckin' legend, I'm so admired
Mac 10, put em in a deep fryer (fryer)
I'm so grateful, there's an amplifier
Hunnid feet in the air, tryna get higher (higher)
Still can't see these niggas, with a magnifier

Hop on the beat, sound like it's Nine9
We in the [?], me and a lot of guys
I look good when I see the sky (uh-uh)
The sky's blue and that kinda how I'm feeling right now
If you my bitch, you gon' ride or die (ride or die)
I got these hoes like I'm Quagmire (Quagmire)
This bitch acting up, tryna slash my tires
I'm smoking on a wood, that's a wildfire