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[Intro: Tye Sosick]
These niggas want to fuck around and make me load that tooly up on the ass
Aye pyro man let that shit off one time

[Verse 1 : Pyro Methane]
Gold rings, ice cold like a hockey puck
Purple syrup in my lean, Styrofoam cup
They say I'm too much, net worth going up
But a local for a feature got me cracking up
Domestic nigga but the threads international
Put your girl on my plate, treat her like a cannibal
Blowing cantaloupe, zigzag back wood smoke
Plug my tongue in the speaker,I'm audio dope
Wanna cross a nigga, hit'em the with pope, pope
You swisher sweet get rolled like new dope
I'm Pyro, propane like a dragon throat
I'm a Norfolk nigga, you can get scoped
Na na na na na you ain't know?
I been running this shit since Kango
Pay up front for the money
Two for the show
No cover charge when I walk through the door

[Hook]
Hit the club
All my niggas
Popping bottles, getting bitches
Super clean, sho get'em
Hit the scene kill shit
We in the murder business
I kill pride, I hurt feelings
Click-clack, bang bang we in the murder business
My outfit, merk niggas
Click clack, bang bang
We in the murder business

[Verse 2: Pyro Methane]
My heavy chain on her head while she give me brain
We getting money over here stay in your lane
Your girl wanna come kick it like Lui Lang
I see you hating over there you gone pop a vein
She wanna roll with a nigga that self made
Eating meals out of town, 80 dollar plates
Solid gold on my neck nigga no plates
Dividing money in between getting more cake
Na na na na na you ain't know
I been running this shit since kango
Pay up front for the money
Two for the show
No cover charge when I walk through the door

[Hook]
Hit the club
With all my niggas
Popping bottles, getting bitches
Super clean, sho get'em
Hit the scene kill shit
We in the murder business
I kill pride, I hurt feelings
Click clack, bang bang we in the murder business
My outfit, merk niggas
Click clack, bang bang
We in the murder business

[Verse 3: Tye Sosick]
Young Pippen, I'm balling while they still tipping
Tye nigga, but I never been tripping
Nigga fuck your feelings, shout out to forgiven
Boy I'm unforgiven, broke niggas need fixing
Check the BS, I'm living in they tell me that I'm sickening
The pissing cuz I'm putting minutes in
That's why they steady whispering
Bickering like Mike Vick in some shit again
You better beware, I'm snatching shit again
Excuse my language, I'm just feeling famous
Back off my hiatus, back to being heinous
I'm the shit, no anus
Boy I'm the greatest, check ya PlayStation cases
Special occasion, who they think they phasing
I'm aleave'em tasteless, scratch that faceless
Lion out the cages, I'm a dick no latex
I'm the problem you ain't faced yet
You got a bitch well I'm the nigga she ain't taste yet

[Outro: Tye Sosick]
Stupid ass niggas, you gone fuck around and make me dump that shit off!
Naw, I'mma let pyro do that

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