text: Othello on the beat
  You fire, ooh, ooh
  You aint never met another nigga like me
  You say you lookin for a man, you got the right one
  She feelin me, she say, "You so wavy, boy, you sexy, yeah, you fire"
  Look
  Im like, "Whats crackin?" She like, "Pop, I got a man"
  Im like, "Damn, how you know me?" Say she got me on the Gram
  I say, "Look, I understand, but baby, Im the fan
  Cause you the baddest bitch I ever seen walk on the land"
  She say, "Whats that on your face?" And I say, "Its a cold world"
  Way you bitin your lips though got me like "Oh, girl"
  Get money and stay aggressive, baby, its your world
  Martin talkin to Gina, baby, you go, girl
  Who you with? Im with the lions and gorillas, gangbangers and drug dealers
  All them scammers and them killers who I hang with
  Yeah, I taste good, aint no onions on my sandwich
  Im 823 and everybody know Im sanctioned
  Why? Cause if I shoot, Ima shoot that, woo and Ima woo back
  Yeah, Im from the floss, you know the language
  I put it on the table so that everything is clear
  Put them diamonds on your necklace to match them on your ear
  She like, "Send me a text"
  The end of the night, she was laid up in the bed
  Liftin up her dress, had her bent over the ledge
  Kissin on her neck when she went to give me head
  Whats next? Look
  Let me fuck you, let me suck you, let me eat you, let me hold you
  Let me beat up on that pussy like a real niggas supposed to
  If you aint know I had the power, let me show you
  Shark on your plate, we eatin dinner at Nobu
  You aint never met another nigga like me
  You say you lookin for a man, you got the right one
  She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire"
  You aint never met another nigga like me
  Keep it real, girl, Im lookin for a wifey
  She feelin me, she say, "Boy, you wavy, you so sexy, boy, you fire"
  Ima call you every day at twelve o clock, "How you doin?" like Wendy
  About your day and that new bag that I bought you from Fendi
  Ima treat you right as long as you let me
  Louboutin and Giuseppes, all I do is chase fetti
  Know I ride with that semi, so let me know when you ready
  Ima pull up in a Benz, just finished collectin funds
  Grabbin on your ass, got a Rollie on my wrist
  Baby, you could bring a friend, thats when the party begin
  All them tigers on my collar aint always just been Gucci
  Ridin past your block bumpin YFN Lucci
  You sayin talkin is cheap, so you know I had to prove it
  So I made this song so you can add it to your music
  Im top tier, yeah, I aint never kept it Nancy
  But like Jamie Foxx, Ima always keep you fancy
  Gucci trench, feel like fishin gear
  Put me on any block, you know Ima get it there
  You aint never met another nigga like me
  You say you lookin for a man, you got the right one
  She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire"
  You aint never met another nigga like me
  Keep it real, girl, Im lookin for a wifey
  She feelin me, she say, "Boy, you wavy, you so sexy, boy, you fire"
  You fire, yeah, yeah
  You fire, yeah, woo