Burnouts

Ain't download shit, but come with fire sticks Mental asylum got them sirens, that's a fire risk Got that drip to spray you down just like a fireman I'm to hot can't stand on top, you ain't no fryin' pan Yeah, yeah, I got it scoldin' bitch I heard that you snitchin' you little rat, you little rodent bitch You know that we steady stay destroyin', we erodin' shit Stupid fucks at least I can tell them where my diploma is Like they been dick ridin' since they found out what Paloma is It ain't no soberin' get high off some potent shit Exuberant, feelin' like I floated in This forty got 'em zonin' in 'til the forty get to blowin' shit Feelin' like I'm bowlin' bitch, droppin' all these pins, that's a strike You ain't inconspicuous enough, I can see through you like Sprite They can't take that heat can't keep up with me like the speed of light Don't forget the fire god was born two years before Skype Before Skype I was rollin' around in steamy shit No streams yet, only streaks yep, I was eatin' shit I was drinkin' tit, while the towers had exploded Never underestimate the power of the origin stories The horror before me, seein' cars burnin' and turnin' off This orange shit is hot, gotta spit more often Keep the ice slick, it might be your only option When you burnout, 'cause our tracks are exhaustin' Ah shit, I melted da ice, now it's only Slika that writes And I put y'all out, like I pissed on the flames Catchin' heat, takin' names, makin' me famous from all these fire frames Slika talkin' bowlin', y'all better stay in you're lane Back up bitch, move over, I'm playin' Its my turn to fry cooks, from all these fried hooks I tried cathchin' this fish the whole time Light 'em up, like a bonfire in the night Like the signs, I'm Always Strong, I light the path to rhymes Fire god and I baked y'all alive, like forest fires, bitch I'm tired