And baby I know you got your radio on Na na na na na na na And letting you go was wrong 'Cause I didn't know I needed you so I woke up again this morning And wouldn't you know it, pouring rain I went and burned a pot of coffee And like us I poured it

Lotta nigga talk, you don't ever get paid Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw the shade Still kickin' shit, make a bitch go crazy Still kickin' flav', got my swag on turn up Came with a zip, let the whole thing burn up All I know, get dough, keep it

You touch me like a razor blade I wish there was some other way right now, oh oh And like a house on fire we're up in flames I'd burn here if that's what it takes To let you know I won't let go of you, oh oh So I'll just hold you like a hand grenade Of

Every week's got a Friday Here's to running wild Like a wild child running down a highway Here's to living it up, letting it go Everybody let the music play Feel it ricochet, rock the night away Friday, burnin' down the highway Let the music play, rock

Legions marching Ready to fire These streets will burn Let the black flag ride The fires of corruption With our fists Up in the air Crash and fall Your hate is our trigger

So put it up in, put it up in the air Put it up in, put it up in the air Let it burn, burn Fireflies tonight 'Cause love lights the sky Flies turn to flames When heart start to chase You'll fall if you run right into the smoke The lights start to deem

Welcome to the party, aye (welcome to the party) Welcome to the party Welcome to the party, aye Ride with my dogs, ridin' high when we pull up (haaan) Burn up, let it burn Step up in the party, step up in the party

Destroyer of the universe See me rise, the mighty Surt Bringer of flames and endless hurt Scorcher of men and earth I rise up from muspelheim My fury is sublime The sword I bring burns violently With wild and lethal flames I march against the asagods

Keep moving on Let the engines roll It's time to burn it down Face your fear Accept your war Keep bleeding on 'til the day you die Forever love it loud, Hellfire, doom

This is how we roll We hanging round singing out everything on the radio We light it up with our hands up Yeah this is how we roll And this is how we do We're burning down the night shooting bullets at the moon baby The mix tape's got a little Hank,