(Othello on the beat)
You fire, ooh, ooh
You ain't never met another nigga like me
You say you're looking for me, you got it right where you want
She feeling, she say "you so wavy, boy you sexy, yeah you fire"

Look, I'm like what's cracking, she like, "Pop, I got a man"
I'm like, damn, how you know me? Says she got me on the 'gram
I said, look, I understand, but baby I'm a fan
Cause you the baddest bitch I ever seen walk on the land
She said what's that on your face? I say that it's a cold world
The way you biting your lips though got me like "oh girl"
Get money and stay aggressive, baby it's your world
Martin talking to Gina, baby, you go girl
Who you with? I'm with the lions and gorillas, gangbangers and drug dealers
All them scammers and the killers who I hang with
Yeah I taste good, ain't no onions on my sandwich
I'm 823 and everybody knows I'm sanctioned
Watch, if I shoot, I'ma shoot that
Woo and I'ma Woo back
Yeah, I'm from the Floss you know the language
I put it on the table so that everything is clear
Put them diamonds on your necklace to match them on your ears
She's like send me a text
At the end of the night she was laid up in the bed
Lifting up her dress had her bent up over the ledge
Kissing on her neck when she went to give me head
What's next? Look
Let me fuck you, let me suck you, let me eat you, let me hold you
Let me beat up on that pussy like a real nigga supposed to
If you ain't know I had the power, let me show you
Shark on your plate, we eating dinner at Nobu

You ain't never met another nigga like me
You say you're looking for me, you got it right where you want
She said "boy you handsome, boy you sexy, boy you fire"
You ain't never met another nigga like me
Keep it real girl, I'm looking for a wifey
She feeling me, she say "boy you wavy, you so sexy, boy you fire"

I'ma call you everyday at 12 o'clock, how you doing like Wendy
About your day and that new bag that I bought you from Fendi
I'ma treat you right as long as you let me
Louis Vuitton and Guiseppe's, all I do is chase Fetty
Know I ride with that semi so let me know when you ready
I'ma pull up in a Benz, just finished collecting funds
Grabbing on your ass, got a Rollie on my wrist
Baby you could bring a friend, that's when the party begin
All them tigers on my collar, ain't always just been Gucci
Riding past your block, bumping YFN Lucci
You saying talking is cheap, so you know I had to prove it
So I make this song so you can add it to your music
I'm top tier, yeah I ain't never kept it Nancy
But like Jamie Foxx I'ma always keep you Fancy
Gucci trench, feel like fishing gear
Put me on any block, you know I'ma get it there

You ain't never met another nigga like me
You say you're looking for me, you got it right where you want
She said "boy you handsome, boy you sexy, boy you fire"
You ain't never met another nigga like me
Keep it real girl, I'm looking for a wifey
She feeling me, she say "boy you wavy, you so sexy, boy you fire"

Copyright: Cloud9, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Bashar Jackson, Caleb Ely, Daniel Elias Villalba, Jake Burdike, Othello Kwaidah, Rakim Hasheem Allen