Burger Me

Look at the money
I'm making it stack
Can't believe that
I was stuck in the trap
I remember when I slept on the floor
I remember I had no where to go
But I can't be talking
These niggas is plotting and walking
Ya Body a drop you see I got the chalk and I'm aiming
I swear that they stalking me
You thinking burglary
I got the pump that I keep for Emergency
You tryna beef
I tell em Burger Me
I feel immortal
They neva could bury me
You got to hurry cuz I'm like a hurdle
I'm hurting these niggas
You really don't worry me

I am the bomb
My shit will murder ya mind
I be increasing the crime
And The violence
The profit its all in the time
I'm counting paper
That's all in the rhyme
And it's Early the morning
I'm cooking the product
My shorty be bagging a O of exotic
It's all in the process
Ignoring the gossip
I'm really timeless
I swear that I got it
Know she like it when I rap Acapella
Pack I'm a sell it
So I got the bezel
Wit ice on the Yellow
I swear that here
The brand new Roc a fella
I got to kill it Nobody be realer
And I got the beamer
That's fresh out the dealer
Oh that's ya girl
Well my dog kinda feel her
He keep the Ben like his last name is steal her Stiller
One in a Millie
So you got to feel me
Red on my hat
Like I'm banging the Billy
Man we was really serving
Smack out the city
I done really took the pack
Got it busy
Stay in my zone but
I'm coming up out of my bubble
If you need a pack of the strong
Then I'm on it
Look at the ice and say
I got to flaunt it
I'm cooking wit curry
The kitchen my office
God said I'm flawless
I swear I'm the hardest
I'm passing her off
I don't need her regardless
I'm out with the bosses
We talking bout paper
I don't give a fuck bout a hater
Rap I'm a staple
I feel like a Laker
Cop me a crib and I need a few acres
Fast in a car now I feel like a racer
Straight to the bank what you think
I be smoking the stank

Look at the money
I'm making it stack
Can't believe that
I was stuck in the trap
15 I was bussing a pack
If you need it
Got the strap in the back
I remember when I slept on the floor
I remember I had no where to go
I remember I would bag up a O
Cuzzo told me I'm a sell out a show

Look at the money
I'm making it stack
Can't believe that
I was stuck in the trap
I remember when I slept on the floor
I remember I had no where to go
But I can't be talking
These niggas is plotting and walking
Ya Body a drop you see
I got the chalk and I'm aiming
I swear that they stalking me
You thinking burglary
I got the pump that I keep for Emergency
You tryna beef
I tell em Burger Me
I feel immortal
They neva could bury me
You got to hurry cuz I'm like a hurdle
I'm hurting these niggas
You really don't worry me



Credits
Writer(s): Alejandro Betances
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