Fire Sale - Church & AP Remix

(Yo Dera pick up your phone, I wanna try something different)
 This for the people that rebuy, resale, replay
 I don't have time for your email
 Don't pay attention to detail
 Kickin' wit brothers, you geeking off females
 Going out bad, picking up bro
 I ain't got gas, he don't want no smoke
 Get to my bag, I can't choke, yeah
 Chop up the mull and I'm floating, yeah, huh
 Run up on me, had to meet AP
 From the concrete that T.A.T
 4 at the end and before 83
 4 on the floor bout' all I need
 We buildin' it up, we breakin' it down
 To play for these crowds they love it (mwah)
 They hearing that bounce, they notice our sound
 Don't play wit' me now we run it
 Ca-can't make like Miniclip, play no game
 Gon make that Tinny flip, gain on gain
 Don't do dat talk den shh in person
 Make that purchase, move like circus
 Flip, we don't look like clowns
 Can't play no part, cant be this real
 Honest, so they wanna book us now
 Tell em' if the sum not right don't bother
 This for the people that rebuy, resale, replay
 I don't have time for your email
 Don't pay attention to detail
 Kickin' wit' brothers, you geekin' off females
 Going out bad, picking up bro
 I ain't got gas, he don't want no smoke
 Get to my bag, yeah, huh
 Get to my bag, yeah, yeah
 When I hit that earn, gotta cover my face
 Little opp boy leg it light race
 Six man deep, go fill up the case
 Break it back down, then cut it, no shape
 Huh, backpage no book, them boy they're shook
 But I know I can't leave no trace
 Ain't no runnin', no chase
 Gon get to the base
 New stainless tucked in my waist
 (Ye-yeah)
 H-how many flopped done nada?
 My man widdit, not your Tama
 Come down Potter, me don dada
 Only come out when the boy get slumber
 Pray I get cash if they call my number
 Keep it on stash when they put a man under, under
 Put me first class when the pay flies
 Dem guys let it all burn like usser
 (Like usser? Nah I meant fuckin' Usher you...)
 This for the people that rebuy, resale, replay
 I don't have time for your email
 Don't pay attention to detail
 Kickin' wit' brothers, you geekin' off females
 Going out bad, picking up bro
 I ain't got gas, he don't want no smoke
 Get to my bag, I can't choke it, yeah
 Chop up the mull and I'm floating, yeah, huh
 (Good Job Dera)