Burnt

Burnt out Man, I'm tired of these fuck niggas They burnt out, man Damn, DIor Real shit Burnt Burnt You a bitch Burnt Burnt My shooters ain't burnt Burnt Critics, they talkin' 'bout I'm burnt Burnt Fuck a robber Hold your horses Girl, a nigga draw up for me Yeah, the bitch sneak me in and out Clean slate, yeah, I'm in the dorms Yeah, you know when I hit you, I leave this shit in a putting Yeah, you know I keep a flame Yeah, keep it in the Cutlass Hey, I need all the chicken