Lyrics:

It ain't even my fault though?
Fire
F-f-f-f-fire
Fire
F-f-f-f-fire
Flames, fire and a pyre
Leandoer can't expire
We walk in, they stand up like a choir
Bitch, I'm smokin' spirit flowers
'Cause you know it takes me higher
My money speedin', no flat tire
Over on this side it is drier
Louis Vuitton sheets with flowers
Helicopters 'round the windows
Now I'm sippin', everything slow
You would think it's a damn intro
I'm ridin' past you in that limo
Sadboy Gang, we some heroes
Money pink, just like flamingos
Ridin' past you in that limo
Xans on me, oh, Lord
I stick my head out the window
Fuck school, it made me sick
I love my haters, they make me rich
They warned me about this shit, I'ma do this 'til I go extinct
Bitches, they know that it's Yung Leandoer
Straight from the sewer, posted with Bladee Krueger
Hit him and get him, I stack 'em, I rip 'em
Just like my stacks, I got cash in my denim
Salvation, bitch, I need my medication (meds)
Sadboy Gang, bitch, we one nation (SBE)
Posted up celebratin', takin' flights like vacation
Paper chasin', I keep 'em waitin'
Bitch, you know that I keep 'em waitin'
Fire, I'm the seller and the buyer
Leandoer can't expire
We walk in, they stand up like a choir
'Cause you know I got that fire