Lyrics to Pyromania
Yeah, I'm finna raise the roof, bitch
Yeah, I'm finna raise the roof, bitch
Ooh, ooh
Yeah, I'm finna raise the roof, bitch
Uh, skrrt, let's go
Oh, I'm a play that ho' just like a flute (Flute)
If you ain't talking bread, lil' boy, I'm mute (Mute)
I ain't cappin' for the gram, it's not the move (Yeah)
We turn up for real, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Yeah, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Uh, uh, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof
Let's go, I can't feel my face, I'm facin' boof
Let's go, you say you real, we know that ain't the truth
Let's go, a friend won't see how low that they will stoop
Call me pirate, Ned, yeah, I'm lookin' for my loot
I'm the best out of my country, no dispute
Yeah, I'm going wild on 'em, feel like I'm a fucking moose
It's funny if I ain't make it in this shit, I swear I would've tied a noose
Circle small, yeah, we sticking together just like some glue
Oh, I'm a play that ho' just like a flute (Flute)
If you ain't talking bread, lil' boy, I'm mute (Mute)
I ain't cappin' for the gram, it's not the move (Yeah)
We turn up for real, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Yeah, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Uh, uh, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof
I'm on my face, I'ma play my own way
Need some bread, need some grain
Need some head, need some face, just to get through the day
Even the best fade away, that pussy boy ovulate
I don't care for no beef, but boy, I love me some cake
I can tell he a leech, yeah, I know he a snake
I can't go for no lease, I'm tryna own an estate
If you my brother, promise I'ma put some food on your plate
Oh, I'm a play that ho' just like a flute (Flute)
If you ain't talking bread, lil' boy, I'm mute (Mute)
I ain't cappin' for the gram, it's not the move (Yeah)
We turn up for real, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Yeah, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Uh, uh, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof
Welcome to the club
Yes
I drop my top then she give me top, no, I can't stop, flush
She said, "Lemme hear that song" like, "No, wait for the drop," flush
They askin' me where I got these bones, Jeremy Scott
They askin' me if they can borrow some rope, 'cause I got knots
And I don't listen to no fuck shit
The party don't start 'til I step in to the function
Must be a magician, I turn nothing into somethin'
The block porta-potty, because everybody dumpin'
ACAB, I don't talk to 12 (No way)
When you see me I'm throwing blue shells
Yeah, yeah, throw salt on me, they think I'm a snail
Wanna be me? I think you fail, ooh
Oh, I'm a play that ho' just like a flute (Flute)
If you ain't talking bread, lil' boy, I'm mute (Mute)
I ain't cappin' for the gram, it's not the move (Yeah)
We turn up for real, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Yeah, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Uh, uh, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof
Raise it, I'm full of the facts, Xerox
You got CZ, I got real rock
LSD inside my pillbox (Wow yes)
Plug connect like gridlock (Wow)
Vintage CC full of re-rock
Make her hips sing like Shakira
Spend 100 piece, make it back in a week
Spent a lot of cheese, bet her cat gonna leak
I'm not stopping 'til I buy a mansion for my niece
My OG play with the keys, the "Für Elise"
Yeah, I'm finna raise the roof, bitch
Ooh, ooh
Yeah, I'm finna raise the roof, bitch
Uh, skrrt, let's go
Oh, I'm a play that ho' just like a flute (Flute)
If you ain't talking bread, lil' boy, I'm mute (Mute)
I ain't cappin' for the gram, it's not the move (Yeah)
We turn up for real, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Yeah, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Uh, uh, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof
Let's go, I can't feel my face, I'm facin' boof
Let's go, you say you real, we know that ain't the truth
Let's go, a friend won't see how low that they will stoop
Call me pirate, Ned, yeah, I'm lookin' for my loot
I'm the best out of my country, no dispute
Yeah, I'm going wild on 'em, feel like I'm a fucking moose
It's funny if I ain't make it in this shit, I swear I would've tied a noose
Circle small, yeah, we sticking together just like some glue
Oh, I'm a play that ho' just like a flute (Flute)
If you ain't talking bread, lil' boy, I'm mute (Mute)
I ain't cappin' for the gram, it's not the move (Yeah)
We turn up for real, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Yeah, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Uh, uh, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof
I'm on my face, I'ma play my own way
Need some bread, need some grain
Need some head, need some face, just to get through the day
Even the best fade away, that pussy boy ovulate
I don't care for no beef, but boy, I love me some cake
I can tell he a leech, yeah, I know he a snake
I can't go for no lease, I'm tryna own an estate
If you my brother, promise I'ma put some food on your plate
Oh, I'm a play that ho' just like a flute (Flute)
If you ain't talking bread, lil' boy, I'm mute (Mute)
I ain't cappin' for the gram, it's not the move (Yeah)
We turn up for real, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Yeah, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Uh, uh, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof
Welcome to the club
Yes
I drop my top then she give me top, no, I can't stop, flush
She said, "Lemme hear that song" like, "No, wait for the drop," flush
They askin' me where I got these bones, Jeremy Scott
They askin' me if they can borrow some rope, 'cause I got knots
And I don't listen to no fuck shit
The party don't start 'til I step in to the function
Must be a magician, I turn nothing into somethin'
The block porta-potty, because everybody dumpin'
ACAB, I don't talk to 12 (No way)
When you see me I'm throwing blue shells
Yeah, yeah, throw salt on me, they think I'm a snail
Wanna be me? I think you fail, ooh
Oh, I'm a play that ho' just like a flute (Flute)
If you ain't talking bread, lil' boy, I'm mute (Mute)
I ain't cappin' for the gram, it's not the move (Yeah)
We turn up for real, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Yeah, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Uh, uh, yeah, we raise the roof (Woo, woo, uh)
Hell yeah, we raise the roof
Raise it, I'm full of the facts, Xerox
You got CZ, I got real rock
LSD inside my pillbox (Wow yes)
Plug connect like gridlock (Wow)
Vintage CC full of re-rock
Make her hips sing like Shakira
Spend 100 piece, make it back in a week
Spent a lot of cheese, bet her cat gonna leak
I'm not stopping 'til I buy a mansion for my niece
My OG play with the keys, the "Für Elise"