Burfict!

作曲 : Barrington Hendricks/Daniel Dewan Sewell

(You think you know-)

Like NASCAR (Check)

Nigga, your back not golden (Style)

But you better get your mind right 'fore I leave that shit all over that windshield (Uh-huh)

I'm weed whack, I'm stand-up (Uh-huh)

While I ****, Plan B on her

It's a wonder I ain't got a lot of kids 'cause I just pull up and spray all in it (Go)

Baby, alright, okay, okay (Uh-huh)

I see what you're doin' (Style)

I done came up in the ruins

Now I step out, it's ahs and oohin' (Style)

Baby, hey-hey, hey-hey, (Hey-hey)

Goin' down like mayday (Yeah)

I'ma make a "U" when I do

She do what I say, you would think I knew voodoo, baby (Style)

Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy (Ayy-ayy)

It's hard like Sudoku (Uh)

So I put it in her goo chute

Neck frozen, on a chill, **** a Roku (Style)

Get real truth, **** 'em on that loose screw

I'ma just shoot then yell out, "Too-da-loo" (Hahahahaha)

You was suckin' out here, crypto

Then I'll send your ass up to the moon

Actin' like I know who he is, and I'm lookin' like "Who are you?" (Style)

It's Peggy and Danny, everybody know what's in the cobra clutch (Yeah)

Got the game on a crutch (Yeah), and these niggas all suck (Uh)

Gotta put on like we supervillains, we done just cliqued up

And you know I don't know any other name tonight under the heavens

Walk in this bitch with a Wock' (A Wock')

**** what you heard, bitch, I'm toxic (I am)

Rappers be callin' the cops (They do)

Civilians thinkin' we opps (****)

Bitch, the shit that I flash ain't a Glock (No)

All my exes been turnin' to opps

Gimme dat nasty, gimme dat rude

Gimme dat barber, kick out the truth

I feel like Trump when I step in the booth (Yeah)

Drippin' like Rudy, you know how I do

Stick for the mooliani's (Clack, clack)

Now we playing zombies

Choppas like NATO

That shit come in [cases?], cover his face that bitch Mach-Hommy

Gimme dat Rogan

Gimme dat woo!

Hit it like H-Town, knockin' them boots

Dirty 30 and my dick now the truth

Frank Lucas got my bitch feeling blue (Straight)

Crack in booth

Feeling like Steve will stop me, not you

Couldn't shop at the store and I had EBT too

And I was thinkin' 'bout god and what that money do

Nigga, I do this for fun

They hide behind money like T.T.S. Duns (Ah)

I heard niggas wanna attack my show

Bitch, do I look like Olivia Munn?

Okay, okay (Uh huh)

I see what you're doing (Style)

I done came up in the ruins

Now it's that prop, it's ah's and ooh'ing (Style)

Bing bing bing

Hey, hey, hey, hey, (Hey, hey)

Going down like mayday (Yeah)

Imma make a "U" when I do

She do what I say, you would think I knew voodoo, baby (Step)

Yeah