Burnt Out Bozos
"Fuck out of here, Artist"
Niggas really burnt out
Hoes really burnt out
Oh yeah
"You're now tuned in to my nigga Artist, fucknigga"
Yeah yeah
Niggas really burnt out
Hoes really burnt out
Niggas really burnt out
Hoes really burnt out
These niggas be burnt out I swear to God
The bitch be burnt out ain't a surprise
You getting money look me in the eyes
Tell me the fuck did you lie?
I'm tripping on shit til a young nigga fried
I stay with Lil Ropa he keeping a fire
I'm not a shooter
My hitta told me that
"The beef only ends when a fucknigga dies"
Niggas be burnt out
Bitches be burnt out
Niggas be burnt out
Bitches be burnt out
Niggas be burnt out
Bitches be burnt out
Niggas be burnt out
Bitches be burnt out
I got a son that's older than me
Fucknigga try me
I'm making him bleed
Me and you we not equivalent
Fucking that hoe that you claiming
She drinking my seed damn
I came a long way from a young nigga
But I'm working on me
She came a long way just to see a nigga
Shawty all on her knees
I'm getting guap I'm lit
She gimme neck it's lit
Grabbing my necklace
I am not paying for shit
I don't give a fuck about fitting in
My money never do fold it never do fit in
My jeans the way shawty sucking me up
Shawty making a mess but I couldn't be tripping
Fuck about a thottie ain't worried for shit
Blue hundred thumbing but I'm not a Crip
Coming for something
I'm taking a risk
Going for nothing you know that I'm uh
Fuck about a thottie ain't worried for shit
I got too many niggas hating boy get off my dick
Give a fuck bout that shit
Bitch I'm lit
Latest fashion bitch I'm lit
Yeah Bossman Jo we did it again
We got artist the motherfucking producer back
We got DJ Vyfe in this shit
Real Treehaven shit, you heard?
Now turn us up
Lets go
Niggas be burnt out I swear to God
This bitch burnt out ain't a surprise
You getting money look me in the eyes
Tell me the fuck did you lie?
I stay with lil bro cus he keeping a uh huh
Stay with lil bro cus he keeping a fire
I'm tired of niggas and bitches alike
Fuck everybody
Ok Alright Yeah
Niggas be burnt out
Hoes be burnt out
Niggas be burnt out
Hoes be burnt out
Niggas be burnt out
Hoes be burnt out
Niggas be burnt out
Hoes be burnt out
Niggas really burnt out
Hoes really burnt out
Why you trying to cuff a thottie?
Gang had her turnt out
I got too many hoes clothes shows and dough
I couldn't complain for shit
But honestly I just be praying to God asking
"Why these niggas lame as shit?"
Niggas really burnt out
Hoes really burnt out
Oh yeah
"You're now tuned in to my nigga Artist, fucknigga"
Yeah yeah
Niggas really burnt out
Hoes really burnt out
Niggas really burnt out
Hoes really burnt out
These niggas be burnt out I swear to God
The bitch be burnt out ain't a surprise
You getting money look me in the eyes
Tell me the fuck did you lie?
I'm tripping on shit til a young nigga fried
I stay with Lil Ropa he keeping a fire
I'm not a shooter
My hitta told me that
"The beef only ends when a fucknigga dies"
Niggas be burnt out
Bitches be burnt out
Niggas be burnt out
Bitches be burnt out
Niggas be burnt out
Bitches be burnt out
Niggas be burnt out
Bitches be burnt out
I got a son that's older than me
Fucknigga try me
I'm making him bleed
Me and you we not equivalent
Fucking that hoe that you claiming
She drinking my seed damn
I came a long way from a young nigga
But I'm working on me
She came a long way just to see a nigga
Shawty all on her knees
I'm getting guap I'm lit
She gimme neck it's lit
Grabbing my necklace
I am not paying for shit
I don't give a fuck about fitting in
My money never do fold it never do fit in
My jeans the way shawty sucking me up
Shawty making a mess but I couldn't be tripping
Fuck about a thottie ain't worried for shit
Blue hundred thumbing but I'm not a Crip
Coming for something
I'm taking a risk
Going for nothing you know that I'm uh
Fuck about a thottie ain't worried for shit
I got too many niggas hating boy get off my dick
Give a fuck bout that shit
Bitch I'm lit
Latest fashion bitch I'm lit
Yeah Bossman Jo we did it again
We got artist the motherfucking producer back
We got DJ Vyfe in this shit
Real Treehaven shit, you heard?
Now turn us up
Lets go
Niggas be burnt out I swear to God
This bitch burnt out ain't a surprise
You getting money look me in the eyes
Tell me the fuck did you lie?
I stay with lil bro cus he keeping a uh huh
Stay with lil bro cus he keeping a fire
I'm tired of niggas and bitches alike
Fuck everybody
Ok Alright Yeah
Niggas be burnt out
Hoes be burnt out
Niggas be burnt out
Hoes be burnt out
Niggas be burnt out
Hoes be burnt out
Niggas be burnt out
Hoes be burnt out
Niggas really burnt out
Hoes really burnt out
Why you trying to cuff a thottie?
Gang had her turnt out
I got too many hoes clothes shows and dough
I couldn't complain for shit
But honestly I just be praying to God asking
"Why these niggas lame as shit?"
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Writer(s): Chizitere Okoro
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