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Burner On Me

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Burner On Me

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[Hook]I got a clip for a nigga tryna stunt on me(Stunt on me, stunt on me)I put a bullet in a nigga tryna front on me(Front on me, front on me)I got that burner on me, I-I-I'm up nowI'm strapped bitch, we ballin'I got that burner on me, I-I-I'm up nowI'm strapped bitch, we ballin'[Verse 1]So what you got a Benz? I buy my bitch a BenzThem niggas you be fucking withI wouldn't fuck with themI'm on that brick shit, you still on that block shitI sell them whole ones, you sell ten dollar rocks, bitchMan, get your weight up, I said get your weight upStay in your place 'fore you get your ass sprayed upMan, I ain't ever scared, I got all kind of gunsI'm getting plenty bread, I throw the hoes to oneStrip, bitch, you heard me? I said strip, bitchI'm cold as ice, check the temperature on my wrist, trickI blew three hundred grand, what kind of watch is that?I bet you wanna know, stop tryna jack my swag, hoGucci, Fendi, Prada and that Louis, now I'm hotterSo it's Tom Ford and Armani, Ysl, I'm fly as hellI be Louis Vuitton swan with my hair mask onI look good enough to eat, your bitches suck meand all fuck me[Hook]I got a clip for a nigga tryna stunt on me(Stunt on me, stunt on me)I put a bullet in a nigga tryna front on me(Front on me, front on me)I got that burner on me, I-I-I'm up nowI'm strapped bitch, we ballin'I got that burner on me, I-I-I'm up nowI'm strapped bitch, we ballin'[Verse 2]You say you hard as a motherfucker, you goin' H. A. MWe're strapped in this motherfucker, now understandBanana clip, banana split, I be on some gangsta shitDump 30 here, dump 30 thereI make it hot up out this bitchMy diamonds bigger, grimy niggascity slicker, pull the triggerLine a nigga, it's a stick up, money pick up, dust kick upTires screeching when I'm reaching50 preach in church, bitchThis is pimping, fuck around and end up in the worst shitHollow tip, . 40 mag, bloody rags, toe tagBody bag, killer swag, blood all on my Gucci shitNow I'm mad in the Jag, same day, this is badFucking fag, look at your asswhy you make me do this shit?I'm built for this, so I was toldSince mama gone I've been on my ownI'm for real about it, man, fuck how you feel about itNigga, we in the streets, that's why we holdin' heat[Hook]I got a clip for a nigga tryna stunt on me(Stunt on me, stunt on me)I put a bullet in a nigga tryna front on me(Front on me, front on me)I got that burner on me, I-I-I'm up nowI'm strapped bitch, we ballin'I got that burner on me, I-I-I'm up nowI'm strapped bitch, we ballin'
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