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