burrrrrr lyrics
by lzr (Producer)
[Chorus: bbno$]
I'm that "burrr", yeah I'm cold
When your b*tch in my kitchen, and I think she's kinda on
And I really cannot wait, till my wallet cannot close
And my money rising tall like the beans out Johnny nose
I do two tracks at best (So many), let me finish
I make moves out of state (U-Haul), like I'm British
I ball hard every day (Draco), I play quidditch
I got money coming in, b*tch, I'll add another digit
[Verse 1: TrippyThaKid]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, finish up the season with the dub just like the Cubs
Breaking records, breaking curses just to show my city love
I got all this Nike on me, you would think I had these checks
But my bank account is empty, I ain't Agent Cody Banks
b*tch, I want all this money on me like I'm swimming in the tank
No one respecting my wave on the level that raises the bar, so I gain all this power from hate
Puffing on something exotic, I'm obviously loving it, baby, we smoke every day
Rest in the bed for the next 24 'cause the weekend I had, I ain't slept in a day
Possibly the best, I know that we the best
I wanna be the best, I'ma beat the f*cking rest
When the boys come out to play, who will save the day (That's true)
You gotta lot of talk, never said it to my face
b*tch I hit you off, you'll fade away
Michael Jordan on the 808
Three amigos, homie, Chevy chasin' [?]
Got the quad and smoke it to the face
TrippyThaKid is like BusyThaKid 'cause the kid has been recording sh*t every day
TrippyThaKid is like BusyThaKid 'cause the kid has been recording sh*t every day
[Chorus: bbno$]
I'm that "burrr", yeah I'm cold
When your b*tch in my kitchen, and I think she's kinda on
And I really cannot wait, 'til my wallet cannot close
And my money rising tall like the beans out Johnny nose
I do two tracks at best (So many), let me finish
I make moves out of state (U-Haul), like I'm British
I ball hard every day (Draco), I play quidditch
I got money coming in, b*tch I'll add another digit
[Verse 2: Yung Bambi]
Get it out to those sooners (Ayy)[?]
I just copped me a brand new b*tch (Ayy)
All of my n*ggas ain't foolish (Ayy)
Got your b*tch on my to-do list (Ayy)
Whippin' the work in the kitchen (Woah)
Got some gold teeth and I'm grinning (Yo)
Gone off the coke and she feenin'
But you know that I stay winning
Pass you in line you in last place
A link to a URL like in MySpace [?]
Been on our own since like third grade
We 'bout to put you in your place
Okay, I'm that n*gga
Yeah that's right take a seat
You can't take off the blindfold
You about to get your ass beat
My n*ggas come through like a shark right at your ass like a dart
My n*ggas they roll with the 'preme
It looks like you ran out of time
Leave you outside black and blue
This is the life that you choose
They say I get in the crew [?]
My n*gga this is what we do, yeah
Brothers killing brothers while they mothers weep a silent cry
The fact we don't remember 'cause it's outta sight, outta light
n*ggas like to front like they ain't afraid to f*ckin' die
[?] they will learn that this life is just a lie
[Chorus: bbno$]
I'm that "burrr", yeah I'm cold
When your b*tch in my kitchen, and I think she's kinda on
And I really cannot wait, 'til my wallet cannot close
And my money rising tall like the beans out Johnny nose
I do two tracks at best (So many), let me finish
I make moves out of state (U-Haul), like I'm British
I ball hard every day (Draco), I play quidditch
I got money coming in, b*tch, I'll add another digit