[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Shit was all bad just a week ago, yeah
Woke up the next morning I was on they can't slow it down now
Through the cloud Hiii power tell them book a jet
Quick if you know what's best about to make you lose your breath
And I'm standing on your chest and I ain't lettin' up
I ain't trying to let you eat and I ain't trying to wish you luck
You should probably try to get a billy share what you ain't enough
See you gotta understand I'm the motherfucking man, yeah
You're always at the bottom that's the motherfucking plan, yeah
Record after record, keep my name up in demand
I ain't trying to be a friend, I ain't trying to shake your hand
You niggas know what's up but lemme break it down G
Had that oxycontin popping all around your town B
Talking plane after plane, mean [?]
Touch down receiving now will fuck it, I run it back, back
[Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
My nigga's flammable, we all on fire, we all on fire
My nigga's flammable, we all on fire, we all on fire
Tell me what you can but I tell you what you can't do
Touch a hundred grand well that's something what you can't do
Say up in the man well that's something what you can't do
Another hundred grand well that's something that you can't do
[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
Fuck with any nigga in my circle
You square? Swear, you don't compare, get your shit repaired
Burn up out my underwear, bitch, I dropped thirty on ‘em, Kobe LeBronin em
Gripping my balls I'm palmin' them, feeling myself, move around but I'm rewinding them
Talky mouth, we pounding them, media ripped in 3 in your clamydia burning, you should've learned your lesson
Why would you play with fire, you and your crew can get expired
Nigga you're tired, go to sleep, got his ass seran wrapped, yeah
Lyrical shraps beating black and blue, you nincompoop, 007, Glock in my suit
Orange top, orange Chucks, pockets Hooved up, twist up, pulled up some screaming we show
Still do what I came to do, bottle after bottle like I got in advance
Went from shittin' in cans to threesomes in sedans, it's part of my plan, the moment I feel like I made it
Getting half the bitches that said I was over rated
Now I'm the latest, call me the greatest, one of her favorites, I raised her
She say we famous, this rappin' be do or die, there’s a difference between you and I
Fuck a unity, truancy, bitch, never here when we was workin' hard but won an applaud, stunt a nigga that take care of you, should have been abroad
We brought your pussy now bow down to the greats, the hardest and human race
Don't make me humiliate, yeah, yeah, yeah
And put the names out there you best have clear, you're pressed out here
Slide me the weapon, pop your recession, your valuable lesson
[Hook: Schoolboy Q]
My nigga's flammable, we all on fire, we all on fire
My nigga's flammable, we all on fire, we all on fire
Tell me what you can but I tell you what you can't do
Touch a hundred grand well that's something what you can't do
Say up in the man well that's something what you can't do
Another hundred grand well that's something that you can't do
[Verse 3 - Jay Rock]
Clash with these titans, burners without license
See them B's and them H's, that’s priceless
Q told me, ‘Go brazy’ and brazy, that’s my shit
I’m the shit’, she tell me, sippin' Hennessy with your bitch
Now she say baby be going crazy for the dick, wow
King Kong knock them down, back to back, ping pong
Fast lane, fast money, you for the fame you crash dummy
Niggas get beside theyselves, steppin' outside theyselves
Tell them get a reality check they say rock is the best
The shit that smoke the some in the pipe, I'm worser than that
More like a nuclear bomb in the trap, Saddam in the flesh
The effect is like dominos, when we drop niggers falling like Geronimo
Let ‘em suffer, we bring the ruckus, flow funky like the shit on the shingle
Got your numbers if you yelling bingo
On fire like skillets in Hell’s Kitchen, get your jewels missing for starting backwards
12 gauge pump action , we smashing in grand nationals kill capital collateral damages
Overcome challenges, digging your bitch they gonna toss that hoe to my managers
We're scandalous
[Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
My nigga's flammable, we all on fire, we all on fire
My nigga's flammable, we all on fire, we all on fire
Tell me what you can but I tell you what you can't do
Touch a hundred grand well that's something what you can't do
Say up in the man well that's something what you can't do
Another hundred grand well that's something that you can't do
[Outro - Schoolboy Q]
Nigga I tell you what you can do nigga
You can't be for my power nigga, go home nigga
Work on that week ass mix tape, we sellin' mix tapes, yeah
You can't do it nigga, TDE!
Q has been increasing in popularity over the last couple years, and as an artist, his name is now in high demand
Playing with the hook of this song when Q says,
My nigga’s flammable but we all on fire
Q is saying that his whole crew is on fire, and everyone that messes with them will get expired, or “burned”. As a popular idiom is phrased…
Dreams come true by stepping outside your comfort zone and thinking outside the box.
#Double Entendre
Not only is he physically feeling his balls, but he’s feeling his himself mentally because of his success in the rap game.
Half the girls that used to talk shit and say he was over rated now fuck him. Ironic really.
He has those dudes falling back like dominoes
Or like Geronimo. Geronimo was a famous Apache leader. In 1939 a movie was made about him in which he jumped onto a cliff and survived. Paratroopers started using this saying as good luck during a jump
A play on “Clash of the Titans”
A circle is a group of friends, and if someone is square they don’t fit in. A play on words involving shapes as well.
You’re not going be successful if you’re trying to compete with Schoolboy Q. He’ll stand on top of you and won’t let up until he’s sure you can’t eat – eating being a term for success –
Nice wordplay and references to American Football.
A touch down is the score in the game, hence he’s winning. Furthermore, it’s usually the wide receivers who score those points along with the running backs.
The promoter wants Schoolboy Q to be professional and work his craft, which he does while managing to pop bottles at the same time. He’s probably sipping on some expensive stuff
He’s feeling so confident now that he’s EATIN that he feels like there’s no limit to what he can do.
Lady’s thirsty for Jay Rock’s dick and he’s wowed.
ScHoolboy Q was a Hoover Crip gang member before starting his rap career. “Chucks” are a brand of expensive shoes commonly associated with gang-banging. “Twist Up” is a phrase which means to twist your fingers into a “W”, indicating West Coast.
Hoover Crips often wear orange, and Q and his gang will jump on you any chance they get. They’ll pull up at your house in the car, and attack you.
Rock keeps knocking them down back to back kind of like the consistency that ping pong has.
Refers to a 12 gauge, pump action shotgun.
The whole TDE crew is spittin' some straight fire! Earning stacks on stacks on stacks. They’re doing what you can’t – succeeding.
Guns without the proper registration or license(s) that you would need to exercise your 2nd Amendment rights.
Hiii Power is the movement started by Q and his black Hippy cohorts, Kendrick Lamar, Ab Soul and the one featured on this track, Jay Rock.
Kobe Bryant and LeBron James are two of the best basketball players in the NBA. Both are known to be able to drop 30 points with relative ease. A combination of the two of would be unstoppable, and Q is harnessing the power of both.
30 is also the number you would get when adding Kobe (24) and LeBron’s (6) jersey numbers together.
#24 + 6 = 30
It’s not that long since Q was a Hoover Street Crip, selling drugs and living a bad lifestyle. Also a play on the Kanye line in HAM it was all good just a week ago which was originally taken from Jay-Z’s song A Week Ago and Dead Presidents