Bonfire Society

We stack them logs like bricks (Ayy) Flames flickin' high, make it lit (Uh) Since way back when, we supplying heat (Yeah, ayy) Sending smoke signals, don't need receipts Our firewood crackle, that signature sound (Yeah) Got that kindling, spread the warmth 'round ('Round) Ash and oak, mahogany (Woo) Burn it up, a campfire odyssey (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah) Me and my crew, we're the lumberjacks (Ayy) Chopping beats, splitting logs, call it the wood rap trap (Ayy) Sawdust on the booth floor, where we spit, we snap (Uh-huh) We inherit the flames, sparks in our rhymes (Yeah) Infamous fire crew, we're burning down time (Ayy) Rolling logs like dice, every cut precise ('Cise) We the pyro poets, every verse is a device (Flame) Birch and cherry, got that hardwood variety (Uh) Ignite the mic, it’s a bonfire society (Fire)