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Fire In The Booth - Migos
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Fire In The Booth Migos

Fire In The Booth - Migos
[Instrumental: 2 Chainz - Road Dawg]

[Offset]
From the jail cell, my wrist so sick it got sickle cell
Working my wrist like a ferris wheel
You say this and that what my pocket fill
We don't spare no nigga, cut his head off and show me he's real
We got diamonds and gold ain't no stainless steel
Independent we didn't take a deal
I know you heard about the fight
I know you heard about the shoot
I know you heard a nigga ruthless
It's fifty thousand for a viewing
Bitch you see the dab

[Quavo]
When I copped the Coupe they was mad at me
Hoes calling me the dab daddy
Bettin' poker chips I ain't playing Madden
I'm a rich nigga, you can check my status
Passed chemistry and failed mathematics
Money counter do the adding
I bought a carpet from Aladdin
So I can finesse and do magic

[Takeoff]
What the fuck wrong with these niggas
Acting like he don't really know a nigga
Acting like he don't really owe a nigga
Pull up on the block I show a nigga
It will blow a nigga ain't talking 'bout a motherfucking lawnmower nigga
Gas bags at the back door in the bando
Young niggas trap at the corner store, nigga
So many gold pendants on my chain you would think a nigga won a trophy nigga
[?] bogus nigga
Flex like a wrestler action figure
Hocus pocus, pull up in a Lotus and my diamonds sick is like I got ebola
Beat up the pot now the dope swollen
In the kitchen whippin' chickens makin' odor
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