Burnin Skin
God damn let a bitch break my heart once again
So I sent a couple niggas with some glocks to clear her sins
I can't forgive, up in heaven gates angles ain't lettin me in
I burned my friends love the smell of blood mixed with the burning skin
God damn let a bitch break my heart once again
So I sent a couple niggas with some glocks to clear her sins
I can't forgive, up in heaven gates angles ain't lettin me in
I burned my friends love the smell of blood mixed with the burning skin
Aye, aye
God damn Shorty not fucking with me
So I guess imma fuck on her friend
I am a menace who handle his business
I hop out a coup den I hop in a benz
These niggas be talking
I ride with them robbers and killers
These niggas might pop at ya mans
They shoot at ya partners
You fucking with monsters
My hand on my glock
While I'm doing my dance
Imma do a bitch nigga dirty
Bullets to his leg like he gone get sturdy
And we pop his ass like he pop that 30
Then pop that 30 like a motherfucker curry
And these niggas is hoes I am not worried
Watch em run from the choppa bitch in a hurry
Uh
Nigga wanna run from the pump, Uh
If I don't bust the gun then he gon get stumped
Yeah
Step on ya head leave the motherfucker dead
Oh he talked that shit, uh what did he say
I ride wit the tech every motherfucking day
You can be with yo niggas It won't go yo way
And she fucking with me cause she think that you gay
Yes she ridding the dick like a motherfucking sleigh
Yup yup hands up fucking wit a dancer
Shorty on my dick watch her hit the Nae nae
God damn, god damn, god damn, god damn, god damn
Haha, yuh, Aye
God damn let a bitch break my heart once again
So I sent a couple niggas with some glocks to clear her sins
I can't forgive, up in heaven gates angles ain't lettin me in
I burned my friends love the smell of blood mixed with the burning skin
God damn let a bitch break my heart once again
So I sent a couple niggas with some glocks to clear her sins
I can't forgive, up in heaven gates angles ain't lettin me in
I burned my friends love the smell of blood mixed with the burning skin
So I sent a couple niggas with some glocks to clear her sins
I can't forgive, up in heaven gates angles ain't lettin me in
I burned my friends love the smell of blood mixed with the burning skin
God damn let a bitch break my heart once again
So I sent a couple niggas with some glocks to clear her sins
I can't forgive, up in heaven gates angles ain't lettin me in
I burned my friends love the smell of blood mixed with the burning skin
Aye, aye
God damn Shorty not fucking with me
So I guess imma fuck on her friend
I am a menace who handle his business
I hop out a coup den I hop in a benz
These niggas be talking
I ride with them robbers and killers
These niggas might pop at ya mans
They shoot at ya partners
You fucking with monsters
My hand on my glock
While I'm doing my dance
Imma do a bitch nigga dirty
Bullets to his leg like he gone get sturdy
And we pop his ass like he pop that 30
Then pop that 30 like a motherfucker curry
And these niggas is hoes I am not worried
Watch em run from the choppa bitch in a hurry
Uh
Nigga wanna run from the pump, Uh
If I don't bust the gun then he gon get stumped
Yeah
Step on ya head leave the motherfucker dead
Oh he talked that shit, uh what did he say
I ride wit the tech every motherfucking day
You can be with yo niggas It won't go yo way
And she fucking with me cause she think that you gay
Yes she ridding the dick like a motherfucking sleigh
Yup yup hands up fucking wit a dancer
Shorty on my dick watch her hit the Nae nae
God damn, god damn, god damn, god damn, god damn
Haha, yuh, Aye
God damn let a bitch break my heart once again
So I sent a couple niggas with some glocks to clear her sins
I can't forgive, up in heaven gates angles ain't lettin me in
I burned my friends love the smell of blood mixed with the burning skin
God damn let a bitch break my heart once again
So I sent a couple niggas with some glocks to clear her sins
I can't forgive, up in heaven gates angles ain't lettin me in
I burned my friends love the smell of blood mixed with the burning skin
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Writer(s): Pharrell Hardy
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