Vic Mensa

Vic Mensa - When a Fire Starts to Burn (Remix) lyrics

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[Intro]

Who's the five best rappers of all time?

Think about it

Dylan, Dylan, Dylan, Dylan and Dylan

Because I spit hot fire

When a fire starts to burn, right, and it starts to spread

She gonna bring that attitude home

Don't wanna do nothing, with their life

[Verse]

Uh, Vic shotta, cool damn, me shit hotter

Don dada, me dog like Ruff Ryder

Were you from in the jungle with piranhas?

Cement corner cut her and a super lover, uh

Cut your whole teeth like Kesha

Paper boy, extra extra, read all about it

Press the Mac 10 on the dresser

Plus I'm Sam and I'm coming to get ya, uh

Shawty too hot, don't touch her

Break a nut, you'se a buster

Friday night, Chris Tucker

Melt ice cube, now I gotta wet ya

We live in police state, police'll arrest ya

Me jam with the DJ, he keep the pressure

We live in police state, police'll arrest ya

First they gotta catch ya

And I run the thing, one two

I got banks though like gazillion carrier six shot

Like, like malaria, laughing to the bank, hilarious

And I'm on the road with you-know-who

In Miami Beach with the 2 Live Crew

On Disclosure beats, it's a duo crew, uh

Collect dough in various areas

All around the world, all around the world, uh

Where you been? All around the world, uh

Got a couple numbers from a lot of girls, uh

Where she from? She didn't even say

Probably on an island, probably something exotic

Life a definition of the body

On a expedition on every boat

My teeth [?] catch me in traffic

15 hoes inside, that's average

Take me to the [?], she think she lavish

Bitch, you ain't got no passes

To get you access

Uh, me and Kaytranada out in Montreal, in Monte Carlo

Wherever I go I'm entourage like Ari Gold, I'm sorry, ho

I don't want your cardio

Deals on the table like Black jack, uh

I ain't 21, gotta show mah deck, uh

Hit the lights, ho, yeah, clap that, uh

Put your back straight, standing ovation, uh

And I'm on tour all the way

In European probation

Got shit on my suitcase, I should've bought a suit cause

Uh, I be catching cases

Me and Rockie Fresh rocking Bape shit, uh

And I'm in the booth on a late shift, uh

And I'm in the Earl with a new pair, uh

Looking stupid fly over here

Balling like Pippen, it's just a hobby

Needless to say though, I be going Scotty

2014, I'm shitting on everybody, uh

Bitch, I'm about to shit on everybody, uh

Down on my luck, that's coming soon, uh

Feel that, nigga, that's coming soon, uh

Grab the good shit, that's coming soon

Wait there, nigga, that's coming soon, uh

Tell 'em it's the savemoney summer, June

Fuckboys, they don't know what to do

Hold on, let me, let me get it from the top

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