[Lyric] World On Fire (Russ)

[Intro: Bugus]
Woo

[Chorus: Russ]
Everybody stop, drop and roll
Man I get it (I get it)
I'm gonna set this world on fire (Fire)
Yeah

[Verse 1: Russ]
I got some bones to pick
Hate me now but I won't forget
Imma just laugh and toast to it
Kick back, blow some smoke to this
Light this world on fire
Respect is not expected motherfucker, it's required
So hurry up and learn
I grab the wheel because you passed your turn
Had I not done that we would've crashed and burned
I'm driving out like fuck my passengers
Just pass the purp and pass that liquor
I really don't care which one comes quicker
Life is a waitress and I don't have patience
So what? She takes too long, I'ma tip her
Both middle fingers, fuck this game
It's buried six feet deep in blunts and chains
Don't worry 'cause when I'm on I'll have pounds
I don't wear a hat but I wear a crown
Platinum diamonds, lavish styling
Screaming "DIEMON" looking down
But that's expected so don't stress it
But pass those matches 'cause I'm feeling young and reckless
[Chorus: Russ]
Everybody stop, drop and roll
Man I get it (Get it)
I'm gonna set this world on fire (Fire)
Stop, drop and roll
Man I get it (Get it)
I'm gonna set this world on fire (Fire)

[Post-Chorus]
Hold up
I'm looking at the world like "What's the hold-up?"
Hold up, yeah it's over
The world is my target and I'm here now
So just clear out, get it started

[Break: Bugus]
Uh (Uh)

[Verse 2: Bugus]
Label me a psychopath
Slate tracks, I laid my voice over like a [?]
Lowly in my psychopath
Smoking 'til my sight go bad
Laws tryna keep your boy sober like I might go mad
(Fucking right, I might go mad)
Fuck, my life went by so fast
From flag to [?]
[?] out of the tabernacle
To tapping ash off my kush
Wrapped in my tobacco
I do me, if you hate I think that's wack, what you do
And it's a fact: My screw's loose
Ain't scared to club with you dudes
Now Bugus making you loose
And you can't it, boo-boo
Sick of selling quarters
Stealing quarters out the Laundromat
Problems [?], problems
Where the fuck do we solve 'em at?
Now we drop albums where the fuck are these dollars at?
I'm tryna cop a stack and relax
Pop collars back, freedom of America
Uh, feel it in your area
Uh, uh
[Chorus: Russ]
Everybody stop, drop and roll
Man I get it (Get it)
I'm gonna set this world on fire (Fire)
Stop, drop and roll
Man I get it (Get it)
I'm gonna set this world on fire (Fire)

[Post-Chorus]
Hold up
I'm looking at the world like "What's the hold-up?"
Hold up, yeah it's over
The world is my target and I'm here now
So just clear out, get it started