BURN Lyrics

Dread head city, F the world Fendi

Stones hurtin' niggas when I pass, no kidney

Keep a baddie with me, fully loaded semi

Niggas thinkin' that I'm pussy, I ain't pussy, no kiddin'

I'm a big steppa, I ain't talkin' red boots

Bitch, you know that I'm a good fella, M.O.B. until I'm through

I was in the trenches, in the kitchen with some barstools

With pretty bitches sittin' barkin' for some trees and dog food

I ain't finna argue, call a Uber, let 'em carpool

Cousins is some demons, cause my aunties and my uncles

One call and that's all, not the Morris Bart dude

Just do it for a check, not a fan of Reebok shoes

Ain't talkin' bout relations, ain't talkin' bout none of that

Get them cheeks, clapped off of Hennessy and honey packs

Do not send your cash app, back in the gap

My momma told me that I'm cheeky, I ain't trickin' to your hoe ass

When it's beef, stalk a nigga down, Joe Goldberg

Arms, legs, and chest bullets, speared his ass like Goldberg

Shots whoop a nigga dreads, and now he Whoopi Goldberg

Directin' all the shootin', you can call me Steven Spielberg

Gudda shit, I'm a artist rappin' on Picasso

Got bitches pullin' panties down like eBay did to Lotto

Lil' snotty nose kid, at your door just like Roscoe

Send a thot hoe on a Tuesday, put his brains up in a taco, muchacho

I remember all them hard times, niggas sellin' plasma, no TVs

Niggas beefin' over some shared pussy, so I guess he bangin' with the TDs (tender dick)

You knew the price of cuffin' hoes, all these hoes is skeezy

Sendin' shots off, let it pierce his lungs, let him die slow life ain't easy

I'm tryna wrestle with a baddie like Bianca

Pull up shockin' all these green niggas just like Blanka

I'ma fuck the block up, King Kong with a blocka

Killed her ex man with a red beam, Cyclops

Up the score my team, get them ranks, Shabba

White girl, we ridin' with that lady, Gaga

It's all gravy, drop his meatball

Pasta, my whole roster lookin' like some Rastas

Shottas, pull up so you know we with the shits

Diapers, where them niggas claimin' they want smoke?

Zaza, zip a nigga up and send him up

Allah, his family get together and we slyde

Cha-cha, whoo