On Fire Wretch 32 (Ft. The J.F.L.O.W.S)

[Intro]
(He's on fire)
(He's on fire)
(He's on fire)
Coca-Cola (He's on fire)
What? What?
What? What? What? (He's on fire)
What? What?
What? What? What? (He's on fire)
What? What?
What? What? What? (He's on fire)
What? What? (He's on fire)
What? What? What? (He's on fire)

[Verse 1: Wretch 32]
I'm in the prime of my life
And they say hot air rises
The boss is still firing
So with or without rocks, I'm climbing
So high that you ain't on par, son
So fly, I star jump
My old lines are stardust
Coca-Cola
(He's on fire)
I'm charcoal
Dark skin, I created my looks
I can rate in my books, whoa
I'm so flame that I'm bait off the hook
The game's been taken, it's took
I'm so plain, I could take off, I should
Why wait? Cuh I'm burning time
I'm on a furnace vibe