Fat Dolsk & Pancho – Fireball Lyrics
Artist: Fat Dolsk & Pancho
Song: Fireball
I got a fireball in my tummy (Yeah)
Got a bad b#tch and she love it (Yeah)
Throwing Twenties, Fifties, and Hunneds (Yeah)
Got my {?}
I got a fireball in my tummy (Yeah)
Got a bad b#tch and she love it (Yeah)
Throwing Twenties, Fifties, and Hunneds (Yeah)
Got my {?}
They gon’ ask me what I wear, you know it’s that supreme-o
You know I’ma mix that Gucci with the Valentino
Then they gon’ say that I’m switching up, What do you mean-o?
What do you mean, oh-oh oh oh
Running {?} again
I’m moving too fast, I can’t waste no time
They catch one and then I’ma take what’s mine
They simpin’ {?}
Don’t let me get started about the nine
I know it’s the money effect
I got a fireball in my tummy (Yeah)
Got a bad b#tch and she love it (Yeah)
Throwing Twenties, Fifties, and Hunneds (Yeah)
Got my {?}
I got a fireball in my tummy (Yeah)
Got a bad b#tch and she love it (Yeah)
Throwing Twenties, Fifties, and Hunneds (Yeah)
Got my {?}
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From the album:
Porsches, Dollas, Chains [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021