On Fire Song Lyrics

On Fire by Parkaboi

(Chorus)
I’m on fire I make them stop drop and roll
b**ches grabbing on me and pulling on my clothes
Yeah I’m fresh the death in that polo getting money on the d-low
If you foul me no free throws
Repeat 2x
(Verse 1)
Fresh to death in that polo b**ches on me cause they know
Was here now I’m gone they looking for me like waldo
Getting money is my motto love to f**k with models
Every now and then I hit a hood b**ch
Because some of these b**ches deserve some good dick
Come here girl lets take a flick show these b**ches what you dealing with
A real nigga hill nigga can’t do it like me nan nigga
I flex on no instagram this killa season no killa cam
Cats hatting on me for who I am but f**k em tho don’t give a damn
I’m balling Spaulding cross up and they falling no over time I’m on my grind
I’m g-d up so u know imma shine
The game is mine no waste of chick waiting for me at the finish line
She just don’t know she got to wait in line they starving for me like it’s dinner time
Chorus repeat 2x
I’m on fire I make them stop drop and roll
b**ches grabbing on me and pulling on my clothes
Yeah I’m fresh the death in that polo getting money on the d-low
If you foul me no free throws
Lets go
Gold all in my watch gold all in my chain
Naw that aint my style I leave that to Trinidad james
Polo frames Gucci shoes pocket full of money yea I’m making moves
I’m slithering like infared but these cats don’t know about that
Like d rose I’m number 1 parkaboi the oldest son
My name carry weight I’m talking tons in the strip club with a thousand ones
I’m styling on em whiling on em I need healing throw a bible on me
I’m full of sense I’m getting it in I play for keeps cause I gotta win
The championship a lot of my niggas done jump ship but f**k it tho
I’m dolo with my right hand she a 4 4 she a dirty hoe
She brought a nigga a lot of dough need I say no more case closed
North Carolina I puts it down like pow bang wow
Chorous repeat 2x
I’m on fire I make them stop drop and roll
b**ches grabbing on me and pulling on my clothes
Yeah I’m fresh the death in that polo getting money on the d-low
If you foul me no free throws