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Loski – Fire In The Booth Pt.2 lyrics
[Intro: Charlie Sloth]
Ah man
We're back in the building, we're back in the building
And it's different now
It's very, very different now
So different right now
And tonight it's something special man
The start of something beautiful
The start that's gonna change everything
Man like Loski's back in the building
You know what time it is when you hear this right
[Verse 1: Loski]
Uh, Loose
Ayy
Ay, back up
Wait I said that
Splash with a passion
Please don't make me drench man
If you put a hit on my head
Get your bread back
Amiri costs 10% of a 10 bag
And that's minimum
Shit, I'm still killing 'em
GS slap at dem yutes if I ain't feeling 'em
Opp block, how many times, I've been a million
Wait I'm gassing but it feels like I done that
'Nuff chat
Y2 got it in his rucksack
Tryna' be brave, end up being a dumb man
Mask on my face, gyal thought I was Biscy B
Oi KMT you little dumb yat
And who shot yah
Go ask the doctor
Dem man are doing daggers to Popcaan
My hitters doing drills and shows
'Cah I always bring 'em out on the stage
Living life like a rock star
Loubs on my feet, got me walking with some hedgehogs
It don't make sense at my age how my breads long
I'm all in designer
And babes that's a minor
I'll put her in it too if I like her
And everybody's rapping 'bout Lyca
They ain't had a real hand ache from bagging up niners
Thumb and my index hurting
I remember serving
Bare four pounds for a fiver
And free SD that's a rider
And Drill that's a rider
My nigga Scratcha too
Dey should put Mo Stack in the booth
Them boy should talk the truth 'cah they sounding like a liar liar
Flying overseas, doing shows while I’m jetlag
And every other month I'm doing more for a-
I'm paying for your headback
And I don't want no leg shots
My bro lost his life, I'm thinking that I need to press off
[Bridge: Charlie Sloth & Loski]
Loski in the building
I see you my guy
It's been a great year bro
Come on my guy
Are you taking it there though
Come on, come on
Come on mate
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay
[Verse 2: Loski & Charlie Sloth]
Ay I'm upset
Broski just bun an opp but he ain't dead (Ay)
Broski just bun an opp but he ain't dead
Oi that sound too much like Drake
Let me switch it, let me switch it
Ay chest what chest and up
Pole on me like Teddy Bruck
Disgusting yuck
Hate when I buy new tings for the block but can't get sweets
It's fucking dumb
Miss SA, SD my blud
Splash Addict splashed bros for fun
Big man ride for your bredrin
All of these drenchings, no one ain't come
I'm up in Harlem late, waiting to back my blade
Don't believe me, ask H
Ride for Naghz to the grave
Ask bro do the same
Feds come five times a day
Guess that Sue's been snitching
Opp fishing, go swimming
Show man 'bout olympic chinging
She say that she love me, baby I just wanna jeet
Dem man talking post codes, most my bros tryna make them sleep
I make gyal say money and beef
And give ucky to me
Have you see shotgun pop
Or OnDrills, tryna hit opp mummies
Fuck what you heard, we wid it
Love GG that's jigga
Ten shank wounds, that's inner
I don't drink rum and bigger
Soul bust turn man's swimmer
Pouring Champagne
Rolley on me with a bust face
Cut, I don't cut shapes
This Louis coat cost a sun eight
Bro throw O's and love to splash
We creep up on them, they dash
Show that hoe quick, forty bags
Now she know why I call them brass
Run through bands on a barbies cap
Free my boy, he love Misch And Mash
In my blood to splash and brag
Designer driller, do it in swag
I love to splash
We creep up on them, they dash
Show that hoe quick, forty bags
Now she know why I call them brass
Run through bands on a barbies cap
Free my boy, he love Misch And Mash
In my blood to splash and brag
Designer driller, do it in swag
Ay
[Bridge: Charlie Sloth & Loski]
Man like Loski in the building
I told you it's different now man
It's just different
Ay you've had a great year Loski man
Come on my guy
Powerful my G
What you saying, we get 'em again?
Yeah man next beat, next beat, next beat
Let's get 'em my guy
Final lap Losk
Ay, suttin' different for them man
Ay, ay, ay
[Verse 3: Loski & Charlie Sloth]
Ride or die, big .45
I can see the paigons, I can see the paigons
Ride or die, big .45
I can see the paigons, I can see the paigons
Ride or die, big .45
I can see the paigons, I can see the paigons
Ride or die, big .45
I can see the paigons, I can see the paigons
Ride or die, big .45
I can see the paigons, I can see the paigons
Ride or die, big .45
Oi Charlie, are you listening
Let's go bro
Ay, ay
I can see my whole world changing
But if I see them paigons will I splash up them youts
And everybody treat me like I'm famous
And they wan' a picture and they loving my crew
Ay, but you know how life goes
Text me all day, love to complain, and ring my iPhone
Ay, you know how life goes
Text me all day, love to complain, and ring my iPhone
Bring the kid where your heart is
Baby girl why not chance it
Fuck the opps man we tarnish
Blast it, splash it up and start laughing
Big man hide your darling
Handsome driller, I'm balling
Man trip up swim in some fortune
They talk the talk but it's harmless
I'm the fashion driller
Spartan B, who's realer
If we pull up, suttin' get cook up
Big man, are you gonna back your jigga
Pull up, skrr like Bryson Tiller
Or hop out the ride like Trey
Rick said "Loose you're talkin' too bait"
But, them man piss me off, off
He's been chinged and still talking brave
She's on man but she got a bae
He found out now talks on my name
Big man I don't think that you're like that
Right back, I'm up front on these paves
Rudest fucking gyal still give brain
Loski Loose more bands than my age
Tell your uncle to come up for me
I'll tell my accountant double his wage
Rudest fucking gyal still give brain
I've done drills in Moncler and Bape
Told her baby girl you look gorgeous
I'm not getting sprung like T-Pain
Party mode, 'nuff time I backed it out
Babe I'm Loose not insane
I can see my whole world changing
So if I see the paigon should I splash up this yout
Everybody treat me like I'm famous
And they wan' a picture and they loving my crew
Ay, but you know how life goes
Text me all day, love to complain, and ring my iPhone
Ay, you know how life goes
Text me all day, love to complain, and ring my iPhone
[Outro: Charlie Sloth, Loski]
Yeah man
Man like Loski in the building
You shut that down bro
With savagery
Come on my G
Monster
You're that guy G, you're that guy
Come through shutting down Fire In The Booth Pt. 2
I told you it's different now man, it's different
And that right there, that right there is Fire In The Booth
Ah man
We're back in the building, we're back in the building
And it's different now
It's very, very different now
So different right now
And tonight it's something special man
The start of something beautiful
The start that's gonna change everything
Man like Loski's back in the building
You know what time it is when you hear this right
[Verse 1: Loski]
Uh, Loose
Ayy
Ay, back up
Wait I said that
Splash with a passion
Please don't make me drench man
If you put a hit on my head
Get your bread back
Amiri costs 10% of a 10 bag
And that's minimum
Shit, I'm still killing 'em
GS slap at dem yutes if I ain't feeling 'em
Opp block, how many times, I've been a million
Wait I'm gassing but it feels like I done that
'Nuff chat
Y2 got it in his rucksack
Tryna' be brave, end up being a dumb man
Mask on my face, gyal thought I was Biscy B
Oi KMT you little dumb yat
And who shot yah
Go ask the doctor
Dem man are doing daggers to Popcaan
My hitters doing drills and shows
'Cah I always bring 'em out on the stage
Living life like a rock star
Loubs on my feet, got me walking with some hedgehogs
It don't make sense at my age how my breads long
I'm all in designer
And babes that's a minor
I'll put her in it too if I like her
And everybody's rapping 'bout Lyca
They ain't had a real hand ache from bagging up niners
Thumb and my index hurting
I remember serving
Bare four pounds for a fiver
And free SD that's a rider
And Drill that's a rider
My nigga Scratcha too
Dey should put Mo Stack in the booth
Them boy should talk the truth 'cah they sounding like a liar liar
Flying overseas, doing shows while I’m jetlag
And every other month I'm doing more for a-
I'm paying for your headback
And I don't want no leg shots
My bro lost his life, I'm thinking that I need to press off
[Bridge: Charlie Sloth & Loski]
Loski in the building
I see you my guy
It's been a great year bro
Come on my guy
Are you taking it there though
Come on, come on
Come on mate
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay
[Verse 2: Loski & Charlie Sloth]
Ay I'm upset
Broski just bun an opp but he ain't dead (Ay)
Broski just bun an opp but he ain't dead
Oi that sound too much like Drake
Let me switch it, let me switch it
Ay chest what chest and up
Pole on me like Teddy Bruck
Disgusting yuck
Hate when I buy new tings for the block but can't get sweets
It's fucking dumb
Miss SA, SD my blud
Splash Addict splashed bros for fun
Big man ride for your bredrin
All of these drenchings, no one ain't come
I'm up in Harlem late, waiting to back my blade
Don't believe me, ask H
Ride for Naghz to the grave
Ask bro do the same
Feds come five times a day
Guess that Sue's been snitching
Opp fishing, go swimming
Show man 'bout olympic chinging
She say that she love me, baby I just wanna jeet
Dem man talking post codes, most my bros tryna make them sleep
I make gyal say money and beef
And give ucky to me
Have you see shotgun pop
Or OnDrills, tryna hit opp mummies
Fuck what you heard, we wid it
Love GG that's jigga
Ten shank wounds, that's inner
I don't drink rum and bigger
Soul bust turn man's swimmer
Pouring Champagne
Rolley on me with a bust face
Cut, I don't cut shapes
This Louis coat cost a sun eight
Bro throw O's and love to splash
We creep up on them, they dash
Show that hoe quick, forty bags
Now she know why I call them brass
Run through bands on a barbies cap
Free my boy, he love Misch And Mash
In my blood to splash and brag
Designer driller, do it in swag
I love to splash
We creep up on them, they dash
Show that hoe quick, forty bags
Now she know why I call them brass
Run through bands on a barbies cap
Free my boy, he love Misch And Mash
In my blood to splash and brag
Designer driller, do it in swag
Ay
[Bridge: Charlie Sloth & Loski]
Man like Loski in the building
I told you it's different now man
It's just different
Ay you've had a great year Loski man
Come on my guy
Powerful my G
What you saying, we get 'em again?
Yeah man next beat, next beat, next beat
Let's get 'em my guy
Final lap Losk
Ay, suttin' different for them man
Ay, ay, ay
[Verse 3: Loski & Charlie Sloth]
Ride or die, big .45
I can see the paigons, I can see the paigons
Ride or die, big .45
I can see the paigons, I can see the paigons
Ride or die, big .45
I can see the paigons, I can see the paigons
Ride or die, big .45
I can see the paigons, I can see the paigons
Ride or die, big .45
I can see the paigons, I can see the paigons
Ride or die, big .45
Oi Charlie, are you listening
Let's go bro
Ay, ay
I can see my whole world changing
But if I see them paigons will I splash up them youts
And everybody treat me like I'm famous
And they wan' a picture and they loving my crew
Ay, but you know how life goes
Text me all day, love to complain, and ring my iPhone
Ay, you know how life goes
Text me all day, love to complain, and ring my iPhone
Bring the kid where your heart is
Baby girl why not chance it
Fuck the opps man we tarnish
Blast it, splash it up and start laughing
Big man hide your darling
Handsome driller, I'm balling
Man trip up swim in some fortune
They talk the talk but it's harmless
I'm the fashion driller
Spartan B, who's realer
If we pull up, suttin' get cook up
Big man, are you gonna back your jigga
Pull up, skrr like Bryson Tiller
Or hop out the ride like Trey
Rick said "Loose you're talkin' too bait"
But, them man piss me off, off
He's been chinged and still talking brave
She's on man but she got a bae
He found out now talks on my name
Big man I don't think that you're like that
Right back, I'm up front on these paves
Rudest fucking gyal still give brain
Loski Loose more bands than my age
Tell your uncle to come up for me
I'll tell my accountant double his wage
Rudest fucking gyal still give brain
I've done drills in Moncler and Bape
Told her baby girl you look gorgeous
I'm not getting sprung like T-Pain
Party mode, 'nuff time I backed it out
Babe I'm Loose not insane
I can see my whole world changing
So if I see the paigon should I splash up this yout
Everybody treat me like I'm famous
And they wan' a picture and they loving my crew
Ay, but you know how life goes
Text me all day, love to complain, and ring my iPhone
Ay, you know how life goes
Text me all day, love to complain, and ring my iPhone
[Outro: Charlie Sloth, Loski]
Yeah man
Man like Loski in the building
You shut that down bro
With savagery
Come on my G
Monster
You're that guy G, you're that guy
Come through shutting down Fire In The Booth Pt. 2
I told you it's different now man, it's different
And that right there, that right there is Fire In The Booth
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