Tha Craziac - Fiyaah (feat. Kaotiktrax, Absolut & 2kn8) Lyrics

0-8 Rogers, what's the surface temperature
It feels like fiyaah, like fiyaah. It's burning up just like fiyaah
I got that fiyaah fiyaah, baby
Let it burn, let it burn

I got that fiyaah beat from Kaotik
Dallas, TX representin what you suckas gotta say about it
I stay united with the 81G
Ft. Worth stand up
Haters, stay in your seat
We stay away from police, you already know the story
Eyes open, mouth closed, make moves while y'all snoring
Y'all bore me with that mumble rap
Little kids probably thinking, Man, what's wrong with that
Hey yo I never trust a man who mumbles
He ain't a man of his word and ain't no telling what his tongue do
He probably high off of heroin or pills
Drooling on himself until the truth gets spilled
Are you a snitch or a chick that runs lips then spits
Confess
I can't get with that mess
You rockin with some fiyaahspittaz
I'll have your head cut off, severed with the rhythm that I deliver
That's fiyaah

The roof
The roof
The roof is on fiyaah
We don't need no water, let that mother f*cker burn
Just let it burn like fiyaah, like fiyaah
It's burning up just like fiyaah
I got that fiyaah fiyaah, baby
Let it burn, let it burn

Lut
One flame, two flame, three flames, four
Make way, fiyaah marshall coming through the door
If you didn't come to party, what you come for
Got them bottles of Ciroc headed to the floor
I know you see me Uh huh
Throw shade my way Ma, nuh uh
Attitude at the door came to have fun
I hate to burn a bihh up like a Sayaan
Hair done, fit, fly that's no lie
Shoes match. I'm a catch. Wink a right eye
Got a A on my chest. Super sci-fi
Kill em dead, what I said. Rock-a-bye bye
Craziac and N8 don't know how to act
Grip the mic and jumped on Kaotik track
Feeling myself, I crept up from the back
Set it ablaze turn the stage into a cul de sac

The roof
The roof
The roof is on fiyaah
We don't need no water, let that mother f*cker burn
Just let it burn like fiyaah, like fiyaah
It's burning up just like fiyaah
I got that fiyaah fiyaah, baby
Let it burn, let it burn

N8
Ligit
Call me Juve, gots the fiyaah like 400 Degrees
They hate me so much right now, like Kelis
Please, I ignore the He and She Say
Cause I don't have beef like Chick-fil-a
And you can save that drama for Love and Hip Hop
I be chillin so hard I done put on flip flops
Kick rocks tater thots, it's a lot on my mind
While you sweating me like the kid is mine
Ain't no compromise. Primetime Deion
They ain't come to see you Otis. I feel like Leon
Tempting peons to step up their game
No role model but can show you some things
Niggas is commode, I mean full of shit
Niggas is basura, call em trash men
Then call the fiyaah man cause what I got hot
Bout to burn some shit down, I feel like Left Eye

The roof
The roof
The roof is on fiyaah
We don't need no water, let that mother f*cker burn
Just let it burn like fiyaah, like fiyaah
It's burning up just like fiyaah
I got that fiyaah fiyaah, baby
Let it burn, let it burn