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fire octagon - 24 hours lyrics

[intro: fire octagon]
yeah, slimin’ you out, ouu, yeah
i’m slimin’ you out, ouu

[verse 1: fire octagon]
kickin’ you out
b_tch i’m the king, need a crown
you do not know the amount
walk in the bank, and you frown
i just might smoke me a pound
i’m ’bouta pour me an ounce
and your money, it go down
i was lost, but now i’m found (hol up)
know they f_ckin’ with the bounce
new watch with the bezel in brown
poppin’ a seal every morning
crackin’ a seal every morning
i put a bean on my stomach
out in the streets, boy, it ain’t no lovin’
when you can’t see, you gon’ think they bluffin’
out in the streets, boy, it ain’t no lovin’

[verse 2: tumer beets]
bentayga truck sittin’ outside
but don’t give me the keys, i forgot how to whip
head to my toe, covered in louis v
bought a birkin bag for your b_tch
no_ no, you can never be me
can’t do what i do to get rich
stackin’ bills up, i’ve just been rolling in green
it feel like i live in a ditch
mof_ckers talkin’ on digital
they like to talk from a distance
gang comin’ down in the courtroom
i’m never gon’ fall, i can’t snitch
audemars, audemars, audemars piquet
man you see that sh_t shine from a distance
done with the chrome, i’m done with the balmain
b_tch, i went and got me some ricks
one more night, i’ma need me some help, b_tch
one more night, i’m a geek from h_ll
one more night, i’ma lose myself, b_tch
24 hours, i’m kickin’ you out (one more night)
[part ii: beat switch]

[verse 3: fire octagon]
they tryna take me down, cause i got paper (hol up, woah)
think this lil bit’ want my gown, but that’s not my lady (hol up)
backin’ up on the ho, just like i’m mater (huh, huh)
b_tch love me like devil, man, she look like satan (hol up, woah)
and i’m with my b_tch, they know that’s my baby (hol up, hol up)
one of my dogs tried to snitch, but that sh_t don’t phase me
you tryna f_ck with the kid, but your ass too lazy
run up on me, i’ma call up my twin, he got like twenty_some lasers
white diamond all on the wrist, swiss, not plain
i just doubled up my red cup like it’s full of tomatoes
why you been all on my d_ck, just stop playin’

- fire octagon lyrics

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