Burnt Up

I spark that choppa it's burnt up

I aim at yo head you get murked up

I'm hiding it, keeping the pole tucked

You finna get sliced up like cold cuts

I cannot follow a bitch that be digging designer

She ask for a wallet, she want it, I got it

Pop all these narcotics, lil bitch I ain't stopping

I don't fuck with haters and feds, do you got it?

I spark that choppa it's burnt up

I aim at yo head you get murked up

I'm hiding it, keeping the pole tucked

You finna get sliced up like cold cuts