burn
Fire?
I let it burn, burn, burn
(I let it burn, burn, burn)
Ylm, idkjack
Next Spiderman
Fuck Tom Holland
I let it burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
I let it burn, burn, burn
I'm setting fire to all that we've got
Never been better I thank you a lot
If I see me a pill then you know imma pop
I'm smoking so much I forgot
Look at my watch
Look at my wrist
I'm so fly don't need no bitch
I've been up every night
Don't you know I've been high
I've been rolling it up with my guys
Don't you think that it's funny
I knew it was coming
The day that I met you I knew there was something that I didn't like
I could tell by the look in your eyes
I'm sipping on tea while I'm swallowing pills
Roll up a blunt to get rid of my feels
You think that I'm kidding but bitch I'm for real
We murder these beats never thought I could kill
I'm going hard in this bitch, got no chill
Fuck out of my face you all up in my grill
Don't wanna be a loner
Even though I'm always alone
Always in my room but don't check my phone
If you really care 'bout me then why don't you just come over
Pull up in your rover
I promise I'll be sober
'Cause I've been high
For like ten days
You don't wanna see my face
People wanna be a friend
If they just see a glims of fame
I promise girl I'm not a lame
I let it burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
I let it burn, burn, burn
I'm setting fire to all that we've got
Never been better I thank you a lot
If I see me a pill then you know imma pop
I'm smoking so much I forgot
Look at my watch
Look at my wrist
I'm so fly don't need no bitch
I've been up every night
Don't you know I've been high
I've been rolling it up with my guys
Don't you think that it's funny
I knew it was coming
The day that I met you I knew there was something that I didn't like
I could tell by the look in your eyes
I'm sipping on tea while I'm swallowing pills
Roll up a blunt to get rid of my feels
You think that I'm kidding but bitch I'm for real
We murder these beats never thought I could kill
I'm going hard in this bitch, got no chill
Fuck out of my face you all up in my grill
I'm stacking my cash, don't need to steal
If I got it, you got it, no splitting the bill
If you fuck with my music then thank you for real
If you made it this far
Nah for real thank you
Peace out
I let it burn, burn, burn
(I let it burn, burn, burn)
Ylm, idkjack
Next Spiderman
Fuck Tom Holland
I let it burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
I let it burn, burn, burn
I'm setting fire to all that we've got
Never been better I thank you a lot
If I see me a pill then you know imma pop
I'm smoking so much I forgot
Look at my watch
Look at my wrist
I'm so fly don't need no bitch
I've been up every night
Don't you know I've been high
I've been rolling it up with my guys
Don't you think that it's funny
I knew it was coming
The day that I met you I knew there was something that I didn't like
I could tell by the look in your eyes
I'm sipping on tea while I'm swallowing pills
Roll up a blunt to get rid of my feels
You think that I'm kidding but bitch I'm for real
We murder these beats never thought I could kill
I'm going hard in this bitch, got no chill
Fuck out of my face you all up in my grill
Don't wanna be a loner
Even though I'm always alone
Always in my room but don't check my phone
If you really care 'bout me then why don't you just come over
Pull up in your rover
I promise I'll be sober
'Cause I've been high
For like ten days
You don't wanna see my face
People wanna be a friend
If they just see a glims of fame
I promise girl I'm not a lame
I let it burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
I let it burn, burn, burn
I'm setting fire to all that we've got
Never been better I thank you a lot
If I see me a pill then you know imma pop
I'm smoking so much I forgot
Look at my watch
Look at my wrist
I'm so fly don't need no bitch
I've been up every night
Don't you know I've been high
I've been rolling it up with my guys
Don't you think that it's funny
I knew it was coming
The day that I met you I knew there was something that I didn't like
I could tell by the look in your eyes
I'm sipping on tea while I'm swallowing pills
Roll up a blunt to get rid of my feels
You think that I'm kidding but bitch I'm for real
We murder these beats never thought I could kill
I'm going hard in this bitch, got no chill
Fuck out of my face you all up in my grill
I'm stacking my cash, don't need to steal
If I got it, you got it, no splitting the bill
If you fuck with my music then thank you for real
If you made it this far
Nah for real thank you
Peace out
Credits
Writer(s): Rasmus Frost
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.