Fire In The Booth

Part 1 [Intro: Charlie Sloth & Digga D] You know what time it is when you hear this right Let's get ready to rumble Digga D in the building Double Tap Diaries out there right now man Right now, grab that, No Diet Your name's ringing out there Digga Come on Let's go bro, let's get 'em, let's go Look Round one, let's turn up bro Listen [Verse 1] We ain't in Puerto Rico, let me tell you this West Side story I ain't talking Finding Nemo but they just keep swimming like Dory Just keep swimming, keep swinging Just keep chinging, push that blade deep in him We know, they know, I know How much times they swam outside? Them boy love lido I know, they know, we know CJ got all three, no Migos Now it's CJ on free flow Don't get stitched like Lilo and then snitch, stick to the G-code Need me a reload, trap, jugg for a kilo I'll catch me a M for the hunchos, I got hundos stacked from Nino Nino Brown, it's peak when we come 'round I feel like bro, the way that I got him down Me and my cartel pull up, pop corn where they're holding the vibes I'm black still moving Charlie, Charlie wing I was movin' spice I heard there's a bounty, I might tell ***** take that ****** If my trap phone's saying it's busy, it's signal, I'm always running my line Just got me a pipe, got a star in the hood like Strydes Bro don't run out of bars like Chip, slick, he won't have less than nine And I ain't a youngen no more, the phones I control are mine I bish-bash-bosh the Buj, I stack and stay on my grind I bish-bash-bosh, the B's lethal and it's one of a kind Jeepers Creepers, we keepers on whatever we find I took them waps and turned them mine Man can't press on my buttons, I'll press on my suttin', no comment to swine I hit five inches away from his spine Splash-splash, yuck-yuck, who's that? Jakes? Oi, duck-duck Bro don't run out of breath, stress, he might just run out of luck I'm tired of seeing these govs, I just left Wano, you just left Scrubs Felts, cooks swinging our plugs, outside charge, I'm seeing the judge Real niggas know that I've kept up fuckery, bun mans skin point blank with the brucky Been tryna turn man duppy, watch his blood splatter, that's lovely I just come back from country, my toes dem stink and my hair looks grubby And I feel like to get down bro when I came back home and my dick was rusty I can rap that stuff cah I done that, catch man lacking and bun that Man can't talk 'bout worker, see the phone's that I got? Man run that Yosh got the wheel, we skrring, drove past an opp, clock, turn and spun that Tell bro put his foot on the clutch and put it in 1 when you see man run back Blood on my shank, man keep it and clean it, shot that shit if I'm paro' All of my hittas are hungry, get your shit jacked like Sparrow Shotty come long like Hunch', chop that barrel and the back of the handle I hate taking L's, this flip can't flop like sandals Push bike with a 15 inch, T-T make the phoneline ring so I serve them Can't question my workers work rate, all I do is divert them Can't question my badness, see the straps that I got? Man earnt them You won't do it for the gang, that's certain Go do it for your mum, that's urgent Part 2 [Interlude: Digga D & Charlie Soth] Come on Come on, man like Digga D in the building I see you my guy Streets been waiting for this one forreal, forreal Forreal man Forreal, forreal and we're just warming on 'em bro M1OnTheBeat Round 2, final lap Digga Let's show them why you're that guy right now bruh Listen Crash that corn, that's BA, in EA, it's in the game Drip, drip like my chain Two bells in the gauge Come on Listen, look [Verse 1] I got beef with white yutes but I got black opps too If I get that call of duty, pull up and crash, no Bandicoot Been dodging the obbo, you know how much sims that man ran through? Keep that one on the low, that bro gets dough and you have no clue My ting won't jam well I wanted *****, there's no need for speed Splash him, assassin, man don't box like Creed T-T, this grub ain't draggin' from a ball to a Z No, I don't play in the station, you can't throw dirt on we I trap, you F, see the difference? I planned that getaway proper, I just tried pack man from a distance I'm a bully, food get teken', swing that weapon, I need more assistance Largest pokey when the M, he's too on, bro don't listen Look how we done it with L1, I'm sure that we got R too R1 or 3 double 0, I'll press, come try when I'm passing through What's the angle? No Randall in my circle, I'll shoot I'll shoot, press the O, the same way I do it with food Don't run with your girl, get your princess cut, old school, I used to see Z's Now it's straight Nina's and up, yo, let's shine like VVS' You know that's flawless grub, I took her VS1 Ball in her tongue, flawless uck and her pum-pum's fat as fuck So much smoke in the ride it's got two decks, I'll let that buss' You don't wanna see that flash so stay in you lane and you won't get touched Popo know it ain't them, they keep fucking blaming us Whenever the corn get buss' they kick up a fuss, panic and dust [Outro: Charlie Sloth & Digga D] Come on Come on Digga D You get me I see you my guy, Double Tap Diaries out right now Right now, No Diet Go get the ting, go get the ting Oi, bro it's been a beautiful year for you already man Truss me Come on, just gotta make sure you stay around, make sure it stays beautiful Defo I see you bro, Double Tap Diaries out there right now, it's important You done your thing bro, shut it down forreal, forreal And that right there, that right there is Fire In The Booth