[Chorus]
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
(DJ Ill Will!)

[Verse 1]
She my main bitch, I take her everywhere I go
And will gladly introduce her to the any hater I know
See I, keep her tuck low in them Levi's
And when I want quiet I use to silencer for disguise
We ride, solo, ain't no singin' in this here choir
It's a duet, bitch, just me and this here fire
And if we gunin' for you, trust me we're going hard
Shoot you mama house up and the trees in your grandma yard
And leave your grandma scarred, I'm talkin' for life
Get up your fire and don't use it, I'm takin' your life
And when you're gone, pussy n***a I'm takin' your wife
You ain't gotta be dead, I might just take your wife tonight
Yeah, I'm a beast, a muthafuckin' animal
Yeah, I ate your bitch, Jeffrey Dahmer, cannibal
Yeah, I hate a snitch, microphones, cameras
Hit her with that stick, bust his head like a cantaloupe
Don't make me do
[Chorus]
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
That oughta get your mind right, better your mind right
That oughta get your mind right, better your mind right
That oughta get your mind right, better your mind right
That oughta get your mind right, better your mind right

[Verse 2]
Shit, Glock .40 (and that AK-47)
Two to his dome (I hope he go to heaven)
Them people comin' (it's a 187)
Now we gotta roll (like 7 Eleven)
I gotta leave the scene, like a hit and run
Damn that's a big gun, look like it weigh a ton
See, I'm a gangsta, you a pussy like two carpet munchers
That's why I totally need big gun look like a rocket launchers
And I will rocket launcher, just like the Navy, bitch
Mashed potato ass n***as think it's gravy, bitch
See I will smoke you n***as, like a Newport
Real n***as ride like a cab in New York
N***a life support, that's what you lookin' at
Once I shoot dawg, there's no looking back
My wrist get a lot of action like I'm cookin' crack
Closed casket, your mama don't want to look at that
Don't make me do
[Chorus]
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
That oughta get your mind right, better your mind right
That oughta get your mind right, better your mind right
That oughta get your mind right, better your mind right
That oughta get your mind right, better your mind right

[Verse 3]
Shit, I love to shoot (shoot), I'm just be blunt
Even as a kid I was good at Duck Hunt
I'm a cool n***a but I love the drama
Like a little black boy love his grand mama
When I go to bust it, you can't stop me
And I stay strapped, like Hirachi's
N***as used to fight,like karate (okay)
But OG's bust, Mister Miyagi

[Chorus]
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
No, don't make me up that fire (up that fire)
That oughta get your mind right, better your mind right
That oughta get your mind right, better your mind right
That oughta get your mind right, better your mind right
That oughta get your mind right, better your mind right