Culture Clash GoldLink (Ft. Fire! (UK))

[Intro: Fire! & GoldLink]
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy (Yeah, yeah)
What's happening? Go (Yeah, yeah)
Fire! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy)
You dun know (Ayy)
Ayy, ayy (Again and again)
Ayy (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Fire!]
I touch that town again and again and locked it down (Locked it down)
Got the heart of a hustler, word to Allah, I'm profit bound (True)
Got a quarter ounce and I flipped it to a thousand pound (Facts)
Got the heart of a lion, lone wolf, I am not no sheep (Nah)
Only the strong survive, kings never target the weak (Nah)
Way too many chatty Patties online, I don't wanna hear them speak
Without that filter face, them gyally ain't on fleek
I might pull up on your bae, make her give me neck in this two-seat
Insomnia trappin', I can hardly go sleep
Like a zombie when I'm trappin', I can hardly go sleep
I could have sold crack to my dad, he's a crackhead, it's not that deep
Bought a rifle with the man dem and it came with a hundred teeth (Grah)
My first rifle was a mad ting and it came with a hundred teeth (Ayy)
Only pack ammo, no ammi (Ayy)
Serving the cats in the ally (Ayy, ayy)
Hammer on my hip, no Bally
Smokin' a pack of that Cali
L.A., I was in the Valley
2010, that's when I bought a strally
Or 2-double-0-9 actually
Should have been in the studio with Ashley
Trappy, hair nappy
Lambeth feds couldn't catch me (Woo, woo)
Local po-po wasn't happy
I got baddies from Sweden to Hackney
No FB, no Snappy
No IG, don't at me
Spanish gyal call me papi
Fuego, my flow caliente
Fire!, Fendi
No designer, I'm still trendy