"RITE NA" lyrics
We train in the heat (Yes, coach)
It tells us that we're ready, we're at home
We're where we're supposed to be
Flames don't intimidate us
The heat doesn't bother us
We live in the heat
We control the flames
We are firemen (What the fuck?)
Ain't for the drugs and love, uh
Or for the daps and hugs, yeah
I want hundred for singing my poem, I need a million or better (A million or better)
That nigga ride with slugs, yeah
Send, yeah, a pack of bud, uh
Tell you if it's gas or what, uh
I'm in the coupe with my motherfuckin' cutter (Yeah)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh (Ready to die right now)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh (What?)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh (Ready to die right now)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh
Nigga said he want the smoke with the guys, we ready to slide right now, uh (Ready to slide right now)
Nigga said he want the smoke with the guys, I'm ready to fire right now (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
Thousand dollars on a T-shirt, goddamn, I'm ready to buy right now (Ready to buy right now)
Bitch, we linkin' tonight, why the fuck you want the drop right now? (Fah)
I walk 'round like I got [?]
Nigga, on soul, ain't shit here sweet
I charge six-pack, nigga, for the feat'
Pop out my DM if you ain't got cheese
Might go bust-down cuban link
Might go Goyard, Goyard, pink
Might go 10K on my feet
I know the Draco sang like Glee (Oh)
She don't fuck the first night, told her, "It's over"
Fuck the black truck, boy, I'm swervin' in a Rover
Punch him, he dyin', nigga turned to a cobra
Shit get cold like, damn, Minnesota
I don't give a fuck, boy, I'm still on the motor
Pull up to a nigga door, boy, like Jehova
'Member I was on 'cause this shit mad global
Now, I got cheese, nigga, all day, [?]
Fuck all them niggas, I meant what I said
And I'ma stand on that shit 'til I'm dead
You'd think I'm bangin', I'm seeing all red
Don't let that money shit get to your head
I just blow back and that chop hit your leg
Free my big bro out the motherfuckin' fed
Had niggas slidin' and shit like a sled
Might put a brick on your head like Craig (Rah!)
Ain't for the drugs and love, uh
Or for the daps and hugs, yeah
I want hundred for singing my poem, I need a million or better (A million or better)
That nigga ride with slugs, yeah
Send, yeah, a pack of bud, uh
Tell you if it's gas or what, uh
I'm in the coupe with my motherfuckin' cutter (Yeah)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh (Ready to die right now)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh (What?)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh (Ready to die right now)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh
Flames don't intimidate us
What do we do? We control the flames
We control them (Yes, coach, yes, coach)
We move the flames where we want to (Yes, coach)
And then we extinguish—
(Luv & Khaos)
It tells us that we're ready, we're at home
We're where we're supposed to be
Flames don't intimidate us
The heat doesn't bother us
We live in the heat
We control the flames
We are firemen (What the fuck?)
Ain't for the drugs and love, uh
Or for the daps and hugs, yeah
I want hundred for singing my poem, I need a million or better (A million or better)
That nigga ride with slugs, yeah
Send, yeah, a pack of bud, uh
Tell you if it's gas or what, uh
I'm in the coupe with my motherfuckin' cutter (Yeah)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh (Ready to die right now)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh (What?)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh (Ready to die right now)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh
Nigga said he want the smoke with the guys, we ready to slide right now, uh (Ready to slide right now)
Nigga said he want the smoke with the guys, I'm ready to fire right now (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
Thousand dollars on a T-shirt, goddamn, I'm ready to buy right now (Ready to buy right now)
Bitch, we linkin' tonight, why the fuck you want the drop right now? (Fah)
I walk 'round like I got [?]
Nigga, on soul, ain't shit here sweet
I charge six-pack, nigga, for the feat'
Pop out my DM if you ain't got cheese
Might go bust-down cuban link
Might go Goyard, Goyard, pink
Might go 10K on my feet
I know the Draco sang like Glee (Oh)
She don't fuck the first night, told her, "It's over"
Fuck the black truck, boy, I'm swervin' in a Rover
Punch him, he dyin', nigga turned to a cobra
Shit get cold like, damn, Minnesota
I don't give a fuck, boy, I'm still on the motor
Pull up to a nigga door, boy, like Jehova
'Member I was on 'cause this shit mad global
Now, I got cheese, nigga, all day, [?]
Fuck all them niggas, I meant what I said
And I'ma stand on that shit 'til I'm dead
You'd think I'm bangin', I'm seeing all red
Don't let that money shit get to your head
I just blow back and that chop hit your leg
Free my big bro out the motherfuckin' fed
Had niggas slidin' and shit like a sled
Might put a brick on your head like Craig (Rah!)
Ain't for the drugs and love, uh
Or for the daps and hugs, yeah
I want hundred for singing my poem, I need a million or better (A million or better)
That nigga ride with slugs, yeah
Send, yeah, a pack of bud, uh
Tell you if it's gas or what, uh
I'm in the coupe with my motherfuckin' cutter (Yeah)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh (Ready to die right now)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh (What?)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh (Ready to die right now)
I know some niggas that ready to slide, they ready to die right now, uh
Flames don't intimidate us
What do we do? We control the flames
We control them (Yes, coach, yes, coach)
We move the flames where we want to (Yes, coach)
And then we extinguish—
(Luv & Khaos)
