I had to give it to the ginger bro he was lit!

(Ahahahaha yes hold up GINGA FLAME ooo)

Aye Aye Aye

Y′all got me hot

I'm on fire like my tinder (ooo)

Man you hecka bitter I′m a ginger (aye)

Ladies fall in love, timber

Hold up we evolve, we on the block, call us cinders

Shut yo trap

You don't wanna make us mad

Why you messing with the fam

Imma make you understand

That's a fact

It′s a wrap

Man it′s time to clap back

We gone bake you like a snack

You don't wanna make a, ginger snap

Yeah I′m a ginger, I'm a little minority

But I walk around with so much authority

All y′all same thang, same lame rappers are boring me

Yo momma want my fire balls like girls in sororities (i'm hot)

Skin cancer, R.I.P. the family tree

But we excessively dope for having recessive genes (genes)

Yo girl sick of you, you a virus

But her mouth all over me

Man I think I gave her ginger-vitus (ahlahhla)

I don′t needa cuss like y'all to be wild (nope)

I'm more lit then my hair and it′s on fire (on fire)

Lil red but not a blood and not a child

I′m a grown up man, I got orange hairs on my inner thighs (wooo)

Does the carpet match the drapes? Heck yes!

Fire crotch, only thing that means is I got fire sex (rangadang)

But I ain't no hoe I keep my standards high

And I ain′t never been high

But I reach heights like Shawn White (yessir)

And I ain't never drank before

Except for ginger ale, ginger tea

And ginger spice soup out of my ginger bread bowl

I try to be nice but I gotta fat temper

Hide yo girl cuz I move quick like a fast leopard

Hot!

I′m on fire like my tinder (ooo)

Man you hecka bitter I'm a ginger (aye)

Ladies fall in love, (yuh) timber

Hold up we evolve, we on the block, call us cinders

Shut yo trap

You don′t wanna make us mad

Why you messing with the fam

Imma make you understand

That's a fact

It's a wrap

Man it′s time to clap back

We gone bake you like a snack

You don′t wanna make a, ginger snap

I don't needa sell my soul ′cause I don't have one

Hecka freckles on my body you can have one

And I ain′t no nerd like you think I am

I just stay fly, and get Wendy's, like I′m Peter Pan (oh yes)

Am I talking quiet? Turn the music up!

They say I'm hecka violent

But I'm white and I ain′t shoot it up (brdddrrah)

Yeah I get my hair cut at super cuts

But Im gettin girls even when my red roosters up (oh ow ow yeah sexy)

Ooo

Orange hair like a tangerine

But I keep it lit, booties bouncing like a trampoline (up and down)

Yeah

In middle school there was no back for me

But now I′m moving cheeks like that song

Uh, I think it's called the dancing queen (shake it)

I don′t fit the stereotype

Except at the beach you should

Wear glasses or close your eyes (aye yuh)

Is my future bright or my skin bright? (both)

Am I a light skin or is my skin light? (i'm a star)

Be mean imma laugh then it′s my turn

Imma roast you like a 3rd degree sunburn

I ain't rep nothin but I′m connected in my city

I stay protected like some SPF 150 (150)

Now Hold up hold up hold up

What up my Ginga's!

They know we hot, like spicy fried chicken

Why they always talk, like we not, litty, homie really?

You sound silly, but not, like my Ginga, Ginger Billy

They just mad that, we blowing like a, hazmat

We got 'em twitchin′, like my Ginga, Tim The Tatman

Yo It′s a wrap

Man it's time to clap back

We gone bake you like a snack

You don′t wanna make a, ginger snap

People sing behind your back like Ed Sheeran or JP Saxe (what)

You ain't JP sears or carrot top you don′t make me laugh (aha)

Why you quiet now you ain't taste testing with Life With Mak

(Mhla mhla mhla)

You ain′t Andy Dalton or Carson Wentz you don't get a pass (rookie)

Your girl in a bikini she want a ring like Scalabrine (champ)

I always get the hot girls like prince Harry or Ron Weasley (hermione)

See me turnin' into Chucky when I′m heated like Tabasco (spicy)

Trouble maker call me Sheamus or Woim from Little Rascals (woah)

Why gingers always bullies in the movies (movies)

Gingers in real life are the most bullied students (student)

Gingers hit me up if you ever got ginger problems (yup)

I′m the ginger Chegg 'cause I′m always there to solve em (got you)

Day Walking, biting necks and cashin' checks

My fit clean, but ladies calling me dirty red

Look We′re just looking for respect in this damn life

But we don't get it like a tan line