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Burnin' (feat. E.T.K.) Video (MV)




Performed By: Badrecords
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Victor Gonzalez-Zapata




Badrecords - Burnin' (feat. E.T.K.) Lyrics
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Listen Everybody
Heat up your medicine
Listen Everybody
Heat up your medicine
Money on my mind
Like my main hoe
Been broke so 100 grand
Make me feel grown
Put a couple bitches in the crib
With a pole in the middle
With a pool in the back
And I pull up on a horse
With a wax coat
Why the f*ck my friends hoes
Turn em into foes
You know how the f*ck it goes
Nowadays everybody on they phone
So I stick my foot out
Hoping that they fall
I'm a carry on winning
Ain't no one can stop me
'Till my time up
Imma have my guns up
It's a cold world
Pretty bitch on my dick
But she still feel empty
Cuz you don't find love in the club
Better luck next time
I'm just a text off
Cuz we both know
We in it for a good time
Not a long time
Life short
So is my patience
Life span
Short and it's dangerous
Ima bad guy
With good aim
3 digits on my dash
80 ain't do it
Hop to the future
I'm on a rush
This shit blow up
Like Bush in charge
This shit blow up
Like Bush in charge
Got the Israelis
Dancing on the van
Cash don't stop
And my bars don't either
I'ma keep going till you wake up
Simulation end
When you beat it
One on one nah I'm a boss
I'm beat it
Too bad only got one life
One life
Always stay high because a motherf*cker never feel low
I'm micro dosed on mi fungi
But I ride by
Amplified by my God
I've been up for the past 7 nights
You're some side mission on my way to the top
Some side mission on my way to the top
Burnin' burnin' through these crops like vermin
Swerving german, smokin' Sherman, getting' more head than Herman
Can't you see the world is burnin'?
Can't you see the world is burnin'?
Lay me in the streets
BBQ my meat
BBQ my meat
I'm out here trying to feed these bitches
Chance this winds up hell is high
But I, can't remember the way I died
I guess I accidentally dropped my piece of the pie
And now there's ants in the carpet
America land of the free base
And getting head on the freeway
The country slips in education
But we got the fastest racists
The only immigrants you snort
Mail order bride ride a brand new Porsche
Of course, I plan to be comfortable in my grave
Unless iPhone karma reincarnate me as a Chinese slave
Until then I'm out here smoking a Durban, wearing a turban
And getting an earful
Isn't it appropriate to appropriate a culture
Had to carry on like I'm a vulture
Keep on barking at me you hyena
There ain't really nothing between us
It's vegan I don't want any beef like I'm a Hindu
I'm already losing the battle to my world view
From my perspective the planet is on fire
Every politician around the world a liar
They're all out here adding their fuel to the flame
Ain't it a shame, well, charge it to the game
Don't hate the clown - hate the circus
The world burning itself on purpose
And so am I
Cleanse my mind
Put my blunt in the sky
From low to high
Can you make it hot? by Do Or Die
They call me Domingo
Car color flamingo
They know it's me but they can't see in the window
Limo tint darker than Delroy Lindo
Out here stacking the bread like I'm Bimbo
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Listen Everybody
Heat up your medicine
Listen Everybody
Heat up your medicine
Money on my mind
Like my main hoe
Been broke so 100 grand
Make me feel grown
Put a couple bitches in the crib
With a pole in the middle
With a pool in the back
And I pull up on a horse
With a wax coat
Why the f*ck my friends hoes
Turn em into foes
You know how the f*ck it goes
Nowadays everybody on they phone
So I stick my foot out
Hoping that they fall
I'm a carry on winning
Ain't no one can stop me
'Till my time up
Imma have my guns up
It's a cold world
Pretty bitch on my dick
But she still feel empty
Cuz you don't find love in the club
Better luck next time
I'm just a text off
Cuz we both know
We in it for a good time
Not a long time
Life short
So is my patience
Life span
Short and it's dangerous
Ima bad guy
With good aim
3 digits on my dash
80 ain't do it
Hop to the future
I'm on a rush
This shit blow up
Like Bush in charge
This shit blow up
Like Bush in charge
Got the Israelis
Dancing on the van
Cash don't stop
And my bars don't either
I'ma keep going till you wake up
Simulation end
When you beat it
One on one nah I'm a boss
I'm beat it
Too bad only got one life
One life
Always stay high because a motherf*cker never feel low
I'm micro dosed on mi fungi
But I ride by
Amplified by my God
I've been up for the past 7 nights
You're some side mission on my way to the top
Some side mission on my way to the top
Burnin' burnin' through these crops like vermin
Swerving german, smokin' Sherman, getting' more head than Herman
Can't you see the world is burnin'?
Can't you see the world is burnin'?
Lay me in the streets
BBQ my meat
BBQ my meat
I'm out here trying to feed these bitches
Chance this winds up hell is high
But I, can't remember the way I died
I guess I accidentally dropped my piece of the pie
And now there's ants in the carpet
America land of the free base
And getting head on the freeway
The country slips in education
But we got the fastest racists
The only immigrants you snort
Mail order bride ride a brand new Porsche
Of course, I plan to be comfortable in my grave
Unless iPhone karma reincarnate me as a Chinese slave
Until then I'm out here smoking a Durban, wearing a turban
And getting an earful
Isn't it appropriate to appropriate a culture
Had to carry on like I'm a vulture
Keep on barking at me you hyena
There ain't really nothing between us
It's vegan I don't want any beef like I'm a Hindu
I'm already losing the battle to my world view
From my perspective the planet is on fire
Every politician around the world a liar
They're all out here adding their fuel to the flame
Ain't it a shame, well, charge it to the game
Don't hate the clown - hate the circus
The world burning itself on purpose
And so am I
Cleanse my mind
Put my blunt in the sky
From low to high
Can you make it hot? by Do Or Die
They call me Domingo
Car color flamingo
They know it's me but they can't see in the window
Limo tint darker than Delroy Lindo
Out here stacking the bread like I'm Bimbo
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Writer: Victor Gonzalez-Zapata
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