Burnt Out lyrics

[Intro: Quavo]
(Zaytoven)
Ay, you remember that young n*gga we seen in the hood?
Hell yeah
That n*gga burnt out, you remember he came and told me that sh*t, man?
Ayy

[Chorus: Quavo]
You turn a dollar to a million (Million)
In the trap I look like a chameleon (Woah)
I don't give a f*ck about no n*gga feelings (Nah), got the chopper for the victims
Momma told me to go kill 'em (Momma)
So I'm in an all black like I'm John Wick (Black)
Open up the trunk, it's a brick and a stick
That's a life sentence, quarter mill' on my wrist (Damn)
That n*gga burnt out (Burnt out)
That n*gga burnt out (Burnt)
On a highway with hundred pounds (Skrt)
That n*gga burnt out (Ayy)
Young n*gga trap out his momma house (Trap, trap)
That n*gga burnt out (Woo)
That n*gga burnt out (Burnt out)
Damn that n*gga burnt out (Damn, damn)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
12 got him in interrogation but he burnt out and he ain't singin' (Nah)
They'll give a young n*gga a life sentence if they ever find a f*ckin' banger (Damn)
He a young n*gga still trapping and banging (Woo), walkin' 'round twisting his fingers (What?)
But he's still in the kitchen and whippin' the pot (Whip), watching dope lock like it's Kurt Angle (Lock)
Hit the pot at every angle (Hit it)
In the kitchen and I'm cookin' Topanga (Woo)
I don't really f*ck with strangers (Nah)
Never know he could be singin' (Ayy)
If you want a hundred, we can arrange it, no refunds, no exchanges (Nah)
You can test the dope with your pinky finger
Now he feeling like a Power Ranger (Ayy)
[Chorus: Quavo & Takeoff]
You turn a dollar to a million (Million)
In the trap I look like a chameleon (Woah)
I don't give a f*ck about no n*gga feelings (Nah), got the chopper for the victims
Momma told me to go kill 'em (Momma)
So I'm in an all black like I'm John Wick (Black)
Open up the trunk, it's a brick and a stick
That's a life sentence, quarter mill' on my wrist (Damn)
That n*gga burnt out (Burnt out)
That n*gga burnt out (Burnt)
On a highway with hundred pounds (Skrt)
That n*gga burnt out (Ayy)
Young n*gga trap out his momma house (Trap, trap)
That n*gga burnt out (Woo)
That n*gga burnt out (Burnt out)
Damn that n*gga burnt out (Damn, damn) (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Young n*gga walkin' with a dirty stick
Burnt out, he lookin' sick (Ugh)
Robbin', finessin' everything in sight, young n*gga Debo 'cause he's takin' sh*t (Debo)
Young n*gga fifteen and he with the sh*t (With the sh*t)
His brother just caught a charge for a brick (Brick)
He sent the lil' b*tch on a trip to go pick up some sh*t that come in from the Mexicans (Migo)
Momma preaching like a reverend (Momma)
He a rookie, wanna be a veteran (Veteran)
All he wanted was a necklace (Necklace)
And his trap game, it be excellent (Excellent)
He like the boot off that Hannah Montana, young n*gga burnt out like I blew out the candles
No ski-mask, got a bag, but she said "f*ck the cameras"
Walking with a dirty stick, long as an antenna
[Chorus: Quavo]
You turn a dollar to a million (Million)
In the trap I look like a chameleon (Woah)
I don't give a f*ck about no n*gga feelings (Nah), got the chopper for the victims
Momma told me to go kill 'em (Momma)
So I'm in an all black like I'm John Wick (Black)
Open up the trunk, it's a brick and a stick
That's a life sentence, quarter mill' on my wrist (Damn)
That n*gga burnt out (Burnt out)
That n*gga burnt out (Burnt)
On a highway with hundred pounds (Skrt)
That n*gga burnt out (Ayy)
Young n*gga trap out his momma house (Trap, trap)
That n*gga burnt out (Woo)
That n*gga burnt out (Burnt out)
Damn that n*gga burnt out (Damn, damn)