Chainz, Lil Uzi Vert, Chief Keef - Free Lighter

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Tony
Fuckin' with me that's a bad move
You seven-sixty-two for shampoo
Cartier frame that bamboo
Still doin' shit that you can't do
No gym or no cam fools
Like a pretty girl with tattoos
Walk in the club make a typhoon
Put him on a plate, lookin' like food
I'ma disrespect my rival
I'ma disrespect my rival
Niggas don't call me killer for nothing
Better respect that title (Fire)
Nigga better check they vital
Hit him with hand held rifle
Right now i'm on that dad shit
'Cause I'm at my daughter recital

Chorus:
I can't see my idol
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter (Yeah)
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Dope came with a lighter
How my name almighty? (Almighty)
Told me about her body (Body)
Bitch better ask God almighty (Almighty)
Nigga get check, no Nike
My neck and my wrist so party
My neck and my wrist so icy
But Chicago, the police is ikey
Nigga ain't straight, he ikey
My wrist is swole so she like me
I smell so official, no pisces
We ain't playin' fair, no toxic (Nah)
The shots, they come for fightin' (Brr)
Bitch, you a rats, you micin' (Bitch)
Beat a nigga ass like Mikey (Uh)
Tell DeJ Loaf "Come try me" (Uh)
Real dope came with a lighter
Married to the money, throw the rice up
Pockets full of dead presidents
I told her "Go wake up Michael"
Lil' bitty boy get a tricycle
Me and gang probably took your bicycle
Walkin' 'round LA like an icicle
You ain't have an issue, we ridin' through
Chorus:
I can't see my idol
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter (Yeah)
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter

Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Brought some, we came with some gravel (What?)
Big house came with a Bible (Wow)
Lambo' came with a Tahoe (Yeah)
Double sided broad, a diablo
We got cheese, lettuce, and shells (Aye)
Nigga better duck his taco
I just spend one-fifty like Messi
Tote that fifty like Mali
Know I can make it hot though
I was on the phone with Kyro
That lil' bitch she a thot, though
That lil' bitch she a block ho
Everytime she call my phone, yeah, she on block, bro
Talk to the plug, he named Paco
The parking lot swoll man, I swear that's a lotto
Ice chip dip, no nachos
Lookin' like a nigga won the lotto
Your bitch came home doin' the eye roll
She only came home 'cause vamos
Stand on my money I'm taller than 2 Chainz
Three hundred thousand I spent that on two rings
I fucked your bitch in an old body Mulsanne

I can't see my idol
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter (Yeah)
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter