Burnt/Fuck 1x Songtext
von Da$H
Burnt/Fuck 1x Songtext
No suit I′m handling business
My weed so loud in public some get offended
Like 2 Chainz said I'm riding round and I′m getting it
You ain't make a dollar of this money bitch so you damn sure ain't gonna spend it
I′m in it to win it there′s no second place taking joints to the face
Take your bitch to my place suck me off for a hour said I had good taste
Seen the views in the crib, yea
Said she dig where I live
Left the lab around 2: 00-2: 30 yea you know your boy up in her ribs
D-A-$ young real nigga junior in high school lean sippin' pill dealer
Only been a few years since then couple labels wanna offer me a deal nigga
Words kinda slur cus′ I'm off the cup
Smoking on the joint but they offering blunts
Models from the club to the loft to fuck and these niggas keep saying I ain′t talking much
And these niggas keep saying I ain't talking much
And a nigga won′t stop rapping til I'm lost in bucks
Niggas keep saying I ain't talking much
I bring models from the club to the loft to fuck
Yea, so
This the part you get turnt up
Pop the pill, smoke the blunt
This the part you get turnt up
Grab a bitch, pour your cup
I said this the part you get turnt up
Pop a zip, we don′t give a fuck
I said this the part you get turnt up
Yea, so
H′z
(2: Fuck 1x)
H'z Nigga
Cus if you ain′t know
Dub 12 shit
Claiming we homies and they don't even know me
Can′t even tell em' my real name, I treat em′ like the police
You guessed it Da$h Dillinger, lyrical god
Blows a ounce with the council my team be the fuckin' mob
Couple niggas in jail, few niggas on bail
A few niggas in hell my motivation for rapping so well
And my haters, In the corner with a dunce cap
While I roll sacks and I count stacks
Fuck a bad bitch till her back break
Minus bullshit nigga life's great
Breaking down this elbow
Blasting T and 101 in my black and white shell toes
And I′m plottin′ on a million, fuck how you feelin'
Bad bitch in a convertible drop the ceiling
When I think I lost my mind shorty blew it out
You already know what my mother fucking crew about
(?) Man I bet your fucking boo could vouch
Free the bigga, till he home Ima bring the wave my nigga
Yea, so
H′z
Eat a dick if you ain't wit it nigga
My weed so loud in public some get offended
Like 2 Chainz said I'm riding round and I′m getting it
You ain't make a dollar of this money bitch so you damn sure ain't gonna spend it
I′m in it to win it there′s no second place taking joints to the face
Take your bitch to my place suck me off for a hour said I had good taste
Seen the views in the crib, yea
Said she dig where I live
Left the lab around 2: 00-2: 30 yea you know your boy up in her ribs
D-A-$ young real nigga junior in high school lean sippin' pill dealer
Only been a few years since then couple labels wanna offer me a deal nigga
Words kinda slur cus′ I'm off the cup
Smoking on the joint but they offering blunts
Models from the club to the loft to fuck and these niggas keep saying I ain′t talking much
And these niggas keep saying I ain't talking much
And a nigga won′t stop rapping til I'm lost in bucks
Niggas keep saying I ain't talking much
I bring models from the club to the loft to fuck
Yea, so
This the part you get turnt up
Pop the pill, smoke the blunt
This the part you get turnt up
Grab a bitch, pour your cup
I said this the part you get turnt up
Pop a zip, we don′t give a fuck
I said this the part you get turnt up
Yea, so
H′z
(2: Fuck 1x)
H'z Nigga
Cus if you ain′t know
Dub 12 shit
Claiming we homies and they don't even know me
Can′t even tell em' my real name, I treat em′ like the police
You guessed it Da$h Dillinger, lyrical god
Blows a ounce with the council my team be the fuckin' mob
Couple niggas in jail, few niggas on bail
A few niggas in hell my motivation for rapping so well
And my haters, In the corner with a dunce cap
While I roll sacks and I count stacks
Fuck a bad bitch till her back break
Minus bullshit nigga life's great
Breaking down this elbow
Blasting T and 101 in my black and white shell toes
And I′m plottin′ on a million, fuck how you feelin'
Bad bitch in a convertible drop the ceiling
When I think I lost my mind shorty blew it out
You already know what my mother fucking crew about
(?) Man I bet your fucking boo could vouch
Free the bigga, till he home Ima bring the wave my nigga
Yea, so
H′z
Eat a dick if you ain't wit it nigga
Writer(s): 0, Darien Corey Dash Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
