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letra de burned out - nathvn beats

[chorus]

(burnin’, burnin’, burnin’, burnin’)
yeah b-tch, i’m burnin’ out, i needa stop ‘fore i get mad
b-tch, i’m ridin’ fishbowl, but they can’t see ’cause i’m too fast
i’m on my n-gga sh-t, i ride on e, i ain’t got gas
trynna’ f-ck her friend, i like the way her jeans sit on her ass

[verse 1]

spin the block just like a wrench, i’m poppin’ out the socket
got the red key in the demon, this a pocket rocket
i like to think my granny proud of me, the grind ain’t stoppin’
always talkin’ lies, if you can’t be honest, just stop it
credit good, i can ask for a loan and get it forgave
i get anything i want if i just go ahead and save
i can’t travel, i can’t sleep, ’cause i ain’t ever feelin’ safe
fdic got my back, i said “i wasn’t in that placе”

[chorus]

yeah b-tch, i’m burnin’ out, i needa stop ‘fore i get mad
b-tch, i’m ridin’ fishbowl, but thеy can’t see ’cause i’m too fast
i’m on my n-gga sh-t, i ride on e, i ain’t got gas
trynna’ f-ck her friend, i like the way her jeans sit on her ass
[verse 2]

can’t be stuck up on the past, babygirl, i’m movin’ on
it’s now or never sh-t, ’cause by later, you know that moment gone
only comin’ over to f-ck, if not, i’m goin’ home
doing’ curls with the wood, you know i’m only smokin’ strong
i don’t really do that k!llin’ sh-t, but i’m still trained-to-go
try to break up in this b-tch, the dog’ll prolly eat your toes
aiming’ for the face, but d-mn, i missed, oh look, i got his nose
i asked him where the f-ck his nostrils, n0body knows
you play too much, i’m bout’ to make adolf look like an accident
buy a couple cones ’cause i can’t roll, i’m bout to pack this b-tch
pockets feeling constipated, d-mn, i need some laxatives
just know that if you touch me, i shoot back, you need some common sense
always got a surplus, hope you know, i’m never lackin’, sh-t
got pulled over, glizzy dirty, “where the f-ck to stash the gl!ck?”
f-ck a chop, we shoot from tecs ’til we hear that b-tch go cl!ck
came in with yo group, but just know, she ain’t leaving with yo clique

[chorus]

yeah b-tch, i’m burnin’ out, i needa stop ‘fore i get mad
b-tch, i’m ridin’ fishbowl, but they can’t see ’cause i’m too fast
i’m on my n-gga sh-t, i ride on e, i ain’t got gas
trynna’ f-ck her friend, i like the way her jeans sit on her ass
yeah b-tch, i’m burnin’ out, i needa stop ‘fore i get mad
b-tch, i’m ridin’ fishbowl, but they can’t see ’cause i’m too fast
i’m on my n-gga sh-t, i ride on e, i ain’t got gas
trynna’ f-ck her friend, i like the way her jeans sit on her ass

[verse 3]

put the gun down, the way you hold it make me nervous
said i’m gettin on your nerves, i hope you know that sh-t on purpose
like my n-gga heze said, “i’m b-lls deep, it ain’t no circus”
you rockin’ jewels all down yo ass
now come and show me how you work it
come and show me how you twerk it
b-tch, i know that i ain’t perfect
and you ain’t ever gotta be, i just hope yk that you worth it
but f-ck the past, i’m movin’ on
you got my jacket, you should burn it
it’s h-lla malice in my words, i hope one day you in h-ll, burning

[chorus]

- nathvn beats

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