Burqa Lyrics

Yeah

I get fly put it on like a burqa

Yeah

I can't fuck with a hoe with a Birkin

All my diamonds got ass and they twerkin'

All my diamonds they hit and they surfin' now

I'ma take my lil bitch out to Bergdorf

Ride around with a drac it's a lil dwarf

Ride around with a stick like world war

Yeah, walk around with a bitch like a runway

Ion play with my bitch like no way

Wanna stab my back but it's okay

Yeah

Wanna stab my back but it's not new

Wanna stab my back, but I knew that

Coulda stabbed yo back, but I love you

I get so geeked up I can't move

She wanna stick with the kid like a tattoo

I can't fuck with a demon I can't do it

I got racks on the Jean Paul da Gaul-too

Ion fuck with that bitch ion got to

I just get up and max out my level

They tried sellin' my soul to the devil

They just want me just locked up in hell

I push up on the kid like a rebel

Fuck around and I'm payin' my bail

Fuck around and I'm payin' my dues

Yeah, lil bitch ion bout you

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm rockin' Kiko, Bottega Veneta my shoe, woah

I'm coolin' shit with a model pull up in a Batman coupe, woah

Ion even know you bitch I'm just like who?

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh you got miles on ya

Boost my muscle up and get my hair longer

Yeah

Youn do nun at all you ain't even gon stand on it

I got racks for many, many miles long

My bitch way too bad gotta put a burqa on her

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah

I get fly put it on like a burqa

Yeah

I can't fuck with a hoe with a Birkin

All my diamonds got ass and they twerkin'

All my diamonds they hit and they surfin' now

Ima take my lil bitch out to Bergdorf

Ride around with a drac it's a lil dwarf

Ride around with a stick like world war

Ride around with a bitch like a runway

Ion play with my bitch like no way

Wanna stab my back but it's okay

Yeah

Wanna stab my back but it's not new

Wanna stab my back, but I knew that

Coulda stabbed yo back, but I love you

I get so geeked up I can't move

She wanna stick with the kid like a tattoo

I can't fuck with a demon I can't do it

I got racks on the Jean Paul da Gaul-too

Ion fuck with that bitch ion got to

I just get up and max out my level

They tried sellin' my soul to the devil

They just want me just locked up in hell

I push up on the kid like a rebel

Fuck around and I'm payin' my bail

Fuck around and I'm payin' my dues

Yeah, lil bitch ion know bout you

Yeah

I'm rockin' Kiko, Bottega Veneta my shoe, woah

I'm coolin' shit with a model pull up in a Batman coupe, woah

Ion even know you bitch I'm just like who?

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh you got miles on ya