Audio Push - Bonfire lyrics

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Feat. G-Eazy

(Intro)

Yeah, get your ride on

Get your ride on, on and on get your ride on

Yea, yea, yea ok

(Verse)

Ok you bring the weed, you bring the food

You call the girls up, you bring the booze

We meet down on my spot and ride out and cruise

To the hide out and think 'bout what we'll get high 'bout

I got my girl I blow her back out ‘til the lights out

I’mma marry that,

(Get your ride on, on and on)

I like my weed like my music, loud

Ladies always scream when they choosin’,

So if we gon’ do this than let’s do this right now

Cuz the way the world movin’ we could all be goin’ down

Just know that we're behind the steerin’ well just movin’ right

Peace and love smoke to that, who's got a light?

Puff it now pass it down laps around the room

They want me to rap about shootin’ like dyin’ this cool

No colors one race that we're losin’

We'll win tomorrow, move that table and bring those brews in

Tell your followers you bring five girls and get two dudes in

Gotta keep the ratio, don't play this on the radio

These models checkin’ for me now

It's sweats and flip flops, oh this one for the pretty girls

That fuck with hip hop or real rap music or whatever you wan’ call it

You never get the bigger picture from inside the wallet

So stop chasin’ the bread, start chasin’ your dreams

Internet is the feds, molly got us like fiends

Only drugs to her seem to be the ones doctors prescribe

But everythin’ that kills us makes us all feel alive

(Chorus)

[ So you bring the weed, you bring the food

You call the girls up, you bring the booze

We'll meet up at my spot and ride out and cruise(let it out, ok)] x2

To the bonfire

(Verse)

I'm at the bonfire combin’ out my naps with a black pic

With a black fist vibin’ to some boom bam shit

Pocket full of cash and CarMax for these chapped lips

Tellin’ stories about a black kid who loved to back flip

And rap with us cuz we makin’ booths out the mattress

Granny mad cuz we recorded over all her classics

Stop the story reach into my jacket to grab some pre-rolls

Cause there's some cool people around me that I can match with

See some white skins, dark skins, Mexicans

All unit all by the vibes, I came to represent

Fuck what you desire on your residence

You hesitin’, rappers couldn’t walk a mile in the shoes that I’m walkin’ in

Takin’ all challenges, comin’ harder than Murphy lead

Welcome to Atlanta verse, ashes all on my flannel shirt

It’s only one creator and love is the religion

To your heart it must listen

Life too short for the visions

So you bring the weed, you bring the bood

(Chorus)

(Verse)

Thump, thump, all ok, let ‘em rap

Time to come together and connect the rap

Know that’s you bitch, that’s you bando

They always dress in black

Think the pad hit me like a brig

I just walk up from my epic nap

Miss tapes about a party, yo I probably go

Hit the labby floor ‘fore I go

Grab a coffee dog, I’m good

On good days in under feel like a Buggati dog

Put the volume floor and let it push this audio

Splendid, so now I’m hangin’ to the shended

Figure I’mma listen to this new shit that my friends did

Stay the same homie even since we all ascended

Serious erupt that sound like trippers ended

Parking hop as I wander bout the transport

Near as someone talkin’ shit I put my pence hard

But it’s gonna vibe so the homies gonna hang the fire

Then I trap and rise on midnight just like some vampires

(Hook)

(Outro)

Get your ride on, go on and on x 4

Ah my pack louder than a cop siren

That’s why these police ass niggas wanna silence my square

We came to say the game from drownin’ like a license life drown

Defining all adds, took trips over water and have some wine with bros

Sucker pray me to stop and get off the letter

Cuz they know I got the trap for canner

The juice no less than a jug for us

I stay on one leg at the time like a fucking jump suit

You sit back and watch the show from home like hulu

I stay on my toes like a ballet tutu

Haters wanna deal my gang star, rip Gugu

But I’ve been doing the shits since fubu

Girls seems traffic, be on rush hour

Just to bring me mushu

I’m like a chemist in the stood makin’ sure they ain’t feelin’ dead

They call me and say “You can’t low for us all day”

And still make bread, shit is changin’

I had the program in my mind and make new living arrangements

Gettin’ from their self and pose imitations

Still practice in patience, workin’ on my cadence

Flo high obtain like a surface station

That boy nice, fining for that feeling semnificates

But you can’t enjoy the benefit if you can’t accept the price

I can see they push this audio

As he better spin the producer, they bumpin’ heads with the question like Super Mario

I’m rappin’ throw the big dubs on up as I cost Ducalli

Rappin’ like chilli chill square at the ballin’ alley

Rapping like kidden money pass me and Gucci chase now