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burnout - thamonster lyrics

i’m in that burnout, tires is screeching
my eyes getting red, know nothing ’bout sleep (we all love sl)
i’m irritated, i’m knocking the taste out ya mouth
treat that man like a baby, he t**thing
you don’t wanna keep her, i don’t want her either
stop sneak dissing me, you just want you some ether
i’m independent, you know i don’t need her
i brushed her right off and got back to recording
i’m in a mercedes with the family
the eta, well, it’s not that important
i had to leave the hood ’cause it was too many youngins
them kids right there, they informants
rappers is talkin’ ’bout they hot, i’m scorching
sleepin’ on me and my flow, you dormant?
she on my body like that girl adore me
i know that woman is gonna backdoor me
know that this sh*t*
better not slip, don’t trip (uh)
k!ll him if he got loose lips, huh
finna empty two new clips, uh
mothers crying, i ain’t new to this
wanna take a trip? put ’em in a he*rs*
make his sister cry, make his daddy hurt
e30s on the highway do this sh*t
come to the parking lot, finna drift, huh
i got two beds, shawty
this a low ceiling, watch yo’ head, shawty
we been outside all day
come spend the night at the house, at the shed, prolly
i’m in that burnout, tires is screeching
my eyes getting red, know nothing ’bout sleep
i’m irritated, i’m knocking the taste out ya mouth
treat that man like a baby, he t**thing
you don’t wanna keep her, i don’t want her either
stop sneak dissing me, you just want you some ether
i’m independent, you know i don’t need her
i brushed her right off and got back to recording
i’m in a mercedes with the family
the eta, well, it’s not that important
i had to leave the hood cause it was too many youngins
them kids right there, they informants
rappers is talkin’ ’bout they hot, i’m scorching
sleepin’ on me and my flow, man, you dormant
she on my body like that girl adore me
i know that woman is gonna backdoor me
all y’all uninspired (huh)
check out my attire, these fabrics you can’t acquire
snotty nose, sunny side up back in that fryer
can’t fool me with them mills ’cause i had a richard prior
(watch) she want me to call her “babe”, huh, i’mma call her “broski”
better than my peers, and they really ain’t notice me
want a check up in my ears, if you wan’ check me, come forward
i been cookin’ like the chef, h*ll nah, you don’t know, ski
i’m tired of women, i’m tryna get back to that bag
i will get that bag, for sure
i was really down on my ass
my foot on the gas and i am not lettin’ ’em go
pop the balloons like i’m passing
popping them tags because i been really on go
i don’t know nothing, that’s all that i know
i’m younger than you but i’ll show you the ropes
(learn to live, f*ck n*ggas)
i’m back and i’m letting my*
let your b*lls hang, i’m going t*st*cl*s, huh
she got a bald fade, shaping that n*gga, symmetrical, wow, hm
he ain’t had sh*t but a chain from that n*gga that lend it to him
fly like a bee, b*tch you guessed it
n*gga, i guess i’mma spell it out to him
you a b*tch, n*gga, b*i*t*c*
h ya momma salad n*gga, now, how you doin’?
5’11 thick mommy, see it through the tree trunks
i’mma sell that to him (n*gga, what?)
munch it everyday, you can cook dinner, i’mma eat the backside
wash a n*gga face through the fluid of the sea, n*gga gettin’ baptized
in that burnout (shh, shh)
watch a n*gga how i pull out
in the backseat, gimme head
gimme my receipt, hit the brake ‘fore i cut out
drop a n*gga dead, leave yo’ man deceased
hit the dirt on a f*ck n*gga head i perm out
tryna get some molly meds
leave a f*ck n*gga geeked ‘fore i hit a turnout
(what?)
top a n*gga head like a toupee
she finna brush a n*gga up in the bedsheet, call her toothpaste
(what?)
sacrifice any n*gga that’s gon’ slime it out if a n*gga get two*faced
i’m like kel, b*tch, i’m wildin’ out
give a f*ck, n*gga, bout a group hate
b*tch, i’m runnin’ out of time, runnin’ out of time
fat b*tch with a tooth gape
that b*tch gettin’ out of line, gettin’ out of line
cuttin’ n*ggas like a loose gate
casts some spells on a b*tch n*gga
then a hit a switch, n*gga, like runescape
read a cuck text, n*gga, too late
hit yo’ b*tch, made her get a new mate, that n*gga
i’m back in that, back in that burnout, tires is screeching
my eyes getting red, know nothing ’bout sleep
i’m irritated, i’m knocking the taste out ya mouth
treat that man like a baby, he t**thing
you don’t wanna keep her, i don’t want her either
stop sneak dissing me, you just want you some ether
i’m independent, you know i don’t need her
i brushed her right off and got back to recording
i’m in a mercedes with the family
the eta, well, it’s not that important
i had to leave the hood cause it was too many youngins
them kids right there, they informants
rappers is talkin’ ’bout they hot, i’m scorching
sleepin’ on me and my flow, you dormant?
she on my body like that girl adore me
i know that woman is gonna backdoor me

- thamonster lyrics

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