Burned It

Goofy you just started hooping, I been baller like the jeweler
We kick and push ya like a scooter, the kush packs stink, they putrid
Soufside, I went Cooper, I'm on the look out for the Ruperts
Stomp him Dumb, Beat him stupid, I stitch him up, I get him sutured

Go to Vegas fuck a hooker I'm super T'd like I'm Booker
I'm smoking pressure like the cooker slime a nigga like a booger
My emo bitch used to cut herself, I still love her
I ain't ever voted once Obama runtz filled the blunts
Ashton Kutcher you a punk my rusty tech a piece of junk
I'm George Clinton where the fuck is the funk
Gary Peyton in the paper there's hydrocodone for the takers
Versace coat on all the hangers it's up it's stuck like elevators got red bottoms step on 'mators
Johnny in the hood like a cobra try me might get fucked over
Johnny keep a pole like a totem let me see the dice imma roll em
Johnny put gold on the molars smoking on dope with the owners
Johnny Ysl young stoner riding with the blade like I'm Sonya
My nigga got me back like I loaned Him my niggas all the same like we cloned em
He had a problem with the shit we sold him so we did him dirty like Ebola
Cooking on the stove like he joned it hit it with Fuego and he burned it
Posted on the corner with them blowers hoe I got the creases out I ironed it
Hotter than a mother fucking furnace better have my shit big wormed it
God damn it whole clique do flips like a circus
Steady on the look out for the vermin
Russian cream woody with the kill I ain't ever told, never will
For real, Johnny keep a Smith like Will Pachulia in the package and its sealed
Shaquille, my nigga can't shoot but he on the block still he steals
You ever had a nap for a meal I been in the field on my granddaddy on Bill
Watch on spill cuts in the face like Seal, Richard Mille
F&N plastic not steel burger ass nigga no cheese in a pickle like dill
Whip it arm strong like Neal spin a nigga block spin it back like a God damn drill
Gas like King of the Hill God damn it Bobby I mean damn it Johnny chill
Puffin OG coping tryna ease heart bleed fuck ya PO hit the weed
Puffin on blunt Jackie Chan, do my own stunts fuck ya PO hit the runtz
Slow burn nigga no rush I got money old as George Bush fuck ya PO hit the kush
Hot box Uber zooming through the city I maneuver fuck ya PO hit the chulia

Goofy you just started hooping, I been baller like the jeweler
We kick and push ya like a scooter, the kush packs stink, they putrid
Soufside, I went cooper, I'm on the look out for the Ruperts
Stomp him Dumb, Beat him stupid, I stitch him up, I get him sutured



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Writer(s): Jemirez Allen
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