Shelem - Fuego Lyrics

Ok I walk in fresher than a mug
Just a lil smug, wipe the pressure with a shrug
Baby I walk in lookin like a dub
He lookin like a scrub, he ain't welcome in the club
Cause when I come through feelin like dollars
Got a lil gualla so now they wan' holla
Homie I doubt you really want problems
Come in my column, top to the bottom
I got em

Ok I walk in lookin like a dollar bill
Steady catchin big hits cause I'm out the field
Huh, Heard that I was trippin & I gotta chill
Huh huh, Oh they mad, huh, tell me how you feel
I go Soulja on the motor watch I crank the throttle
Claim he got the juice but how cause I just drank the bottle
Shorty got a stupid booty walkin with a waddle
But my girl look like a plus size model
Okay, now we talkin facts
I get paid a rack just to keep that shit a stack
Paper coming through my phone, line beeping like a fax
Only cut I'm giving up is when I pay my taxes

Ok I walk in fresher than a mug
Just a lil smug, wipe the pressure with a shrug
Baby I walk in lookin like a dub
He lookin like a scrub, he ain't welcome in the club
Cause when I come through feelin like dollars
Got a lil gualla so now they wan' holla
Homie I doubt you really want problems
Come in my column, top to the bottom
I got em

I stopped writing lyrics down cause I'm type nice
I'm like lightning with the hits, never strike twice
The same way, hate when people say "can I slide
In the stu a little" cause the thing is, I don't like mice
I go Mike Tyson on the beat & it's absurd
Buncha M. Bison come & kick it with The Herd
In the Street Fighting for a chance to spit the word
Ya heard, I been undeterred, but these days it feel like
Waking up first on December 25th
Cause the waiting is the worst knowin you got plenty gifts
And they sleeping, why are they still sleeping
Mama I can't wait no longer she said boy be patient I believe in ya

Ok I walk in fresher than a mug
Just a lil smug, wipe the pressure with a shrug
Baby I walk in lookin like a dub
He lookin like a scrub, he ain't welcome in the club
Cause when I come through feelin like dollars
Got a lil gualla so now they wan' holla
Homie I doubt you really want problems
Come in my column, top to the bottom
I got em

I don't know what you heard about me
But my unit keep it G and I'm P.I.M.P
Since 2003 I been plotting on the lead
Bought a jacket & some skis like "this finna be a breeze"
Set a couple traps up in 2017
And this year they finna snap on a bushel of the green
Catch me on the scene doin shit they couldn't dream of
This is a disaster, they waitin on FEMA
Me & my niggas finna team up
And give it to the world til it scream what
Brand new scope with a beam, ugh
In a UFO I'm finna beam up
I don't give a f*ck if he seem tough
Better get a mop, they gon put me in a crop
Imma make it to the top when cream ya
Getting that paper but the ream, yeah

Ok I walk in fresher than a mug
Just a lil smug, wipe the pressure with a shrug
Baby I walk in lookin like a dub
He lookin like a scrub, he ain't welcome in the club
Cause when I come through feelin like dollars
Got a lil gualla so now they wan' holla
Homie I doubt you really want problems
Come in my column, top to the bottom
I got em