Burnt Up
You gon' get burnt up by these bitches
You gon' get burnt up burnin' bridges
Honestly, I'm focused on my riches
Shots go through his body, leave him rib-less
Knew she was a thottie, she can't kick it
Baby, you can't come to where I'm livin' (No way)
I just bought some diamonds, new pink baguettes
And I'm rockin' Dior like a Christian
Can't say I ain't see it (No)
Switched up for no reason (Why?)
I just want your trust, I know I'll never achieve it (Oh my God)
Say you givin' up, I can't stand the way you treat me (No, no way)
Say that I'm conceited
Say you never needed me (Why?)
But we both know you lyin' (Why?)
Did it to yourself, I don't wanna hear you cryin' (No, no way)
Shots, shots, shots, I guess that we on that timin'
Lie, lie, lie, nigga, shut up, why you lyin'? (Oh my God)
You gon' get burnt up by these bitches (By these bitches)
You gon' get burnt up burnin' bridges (Burnin' bridges)
Honestly, I'm focused on my riches (On my riches)
Shots go through his body, leave him rib-less (Rib-less)
Knew she was a thottie, she can't kick it (No way)
Baby, you can't come to where I'm livin' (Oh my God)
I just bought some diamonds, new pink baguettes (Oh)
And I'm rockin' Dior like a Christian
You gon' get burnt up by these bitches
You gon' get burnt up burnin' bridges (Burnin' bridges)
You gon' get burnt up by these bitches (By these bitches)
You gon' get burnt up burnin' bridges (Burnin' bridges)
You gon' get burnt up burnin' bridges
Honestly, I'm focused on my riches
Shots go through his body, leave him rib-less
Knew she was a thottie, she can't kick it
Baby, you can't come to where I'm livin' (No way)
I just bought some diamonds, new pink baguettes
And I'm rockin' Dior like a Christian
Can't say I ain't see it (No)
Switched up for no reason (Why?)
I just want your trust, I know I'll never achieve it (Oh my God)
Say you givin' up, I can't stand the way you treat me (No, no way)
Say that I'm conceited
Say you never needed me (Why?)
But we both know you lyin' (Why?)
Did it to yourself, I don't wanna hear you cryin' (No, no way)
Shots, shots, shots, I guess that we on that timin'
Lie, lie, lie, nigga, shut up, why you lyin'? (Oh my God)
You gon' get burnt up by these bitches (By these bitches)
You gon' get burnt up burnin' bridges (Burnin' bridges)
Honestly, I'm focused on my riches (On my riches)
Shots go through his body, leave him rib-less (Rib-less)
Knew she was a thottie, she can't kick it (No way)
Baby, you can't come to where I'm livin' (Oh my God)
I just bought some diamonds, new pink baguettes (Oh)
And I'm rockin' Dior like a Christian
You gon' get burnt up by these bitches
You gon' get burnt up burnin' bridges (Burnin' bridges)
You gon' get burnt up by these bitches (By these bitches)
You gon' get burnt up burnin' bridges (Burnin' bridges)
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Writer(s): Danny Snodgrass, Rio Leyva, Elijah Policard
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