[Flex 1] Woke up this morning feeling different, fuego Been grinding in these suburbs, man, I'm freaking lit Started from the bottom, now I got my drip Bob next door don't know what's coming - [Students] Here's to the Companion-Ship! Good morning, mister Bob! Fuego! Fuego! Here's to the Companion-Ship! Good morning, mister Bob! Fuego! Fuego! [Flex 2] I remember cuando no tenía nada, bro Suburban streets, pero mi corazón was cold Now I'm flexing hard, got that vernoding flow Post flex mentality, watch me freaking grow Mister Bob be watching from his window pane While I'm getting money, driving neighbors insane Esta vida loca, but I break the chain From the suburbs to success, I feel no - [Students] Here's to the Companion-Ship! Good morning, mister Bob! Fuego! Fuego! Here's to the Companion-Ship! Good morning, mister Bob! Fuego! Fuego! [Fuego] (Ey! Ey!) Vernoding through the morning haze Suburban king with urban ways Bob don't understand my blaze But I'm setting fire to these days (Fuego, baby!) [Flex 3] Started writing in my head like it's my diary Thoughts of making it, suburban kid's rivalry Mister Bob, you see me shining, can't deny it, G From your window watching mientras I'm on fire, see This companionship with success, it's freaking real Post flex era, how the freak you think I feel? Drip so heavy that I'm drowning in my [Fuego: September, October, December] Here's to the Companion-Ship! Good morning, mister Bob! Fuego! Fuego! Here's to the Companion-Ship! Good morning, mister Bob! Fuego! Fuego! [Outro] (Good morning, mister Bob) (Fuego!) (Here's to the Companion-Ship) (Fuego! Fuego!)