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dimzy - burn it lyrics

[intro]
ayy (glee)

[chorus]
the beef’s still frying like man’s tryna burn it (burn it)
cali, i burn it
your skin, i’ll burn it
my clothes, i’ll burn it (burn it)
bro got birded, firmed it
now he’s on the landing tryna get burn in
it’s gonna be a minute till he’s returning
so bro’s readin’ books and learning (learning)
i’m grafting, working, earning
everything i do is to get pounds, sterling (sterling)
the sixties are lurking, lurking
spot one, drop one, driver, turn it (glee)
peng ting looking all s+xy
longest hair, could be straight or curly
wake and bake, count up when it’s early
i sleep late but i wake up early
cali and herbal teas when it’s early

[verse 1]
the sixties are out here lurking (skrrt)
lurking (skrrt), lurking (skrrt), lurking (skrrt), lurking (skrrt)
spot one, driver, turn it, burst him (glee)
have you ever had jakes on your back and your foot’s on the gas when the vehicle’s tilting? (skrrt)
tilting (skrrt), tilting (skrrt), swerving, swerving
bro’s too grouchy like where’s my sliders?
pass me the keys, i’ll drive
you don’t know how much waps we’ve put on rides
so much guys got hit with ‘bine
so much waps, coulda had a museum (waps)
one’s got a clip on the side
for my drillers though, we’re outside lettin’ it fly
no cap, we’re still outside lettin’ it fly
go trips abroad, we got his dry skin fried
tell him “come off his hype”
i make serious racks, man, please sit down
man, your racks are shy (timid)
when i smile and talk, see my diamonds shine
i get paid for my words, i get paid for my time
free my lil’ bro kids, we ain’t spoke in time
we got loads of time, man, free all the guys (free ’em up)

[verse 2]
i bought my mash some t++th , way before i bought white gold diamond t++th
i smoke so much weed, tryna hide all the stress and grief and police
a hundred racks ain’t enough, need a mill so my daughter can live so free
hoes and feds are still tryna pree me, some low but i’m high all week
when i feel low, i get high all week
cali bust to the face, no midi trees
we expect p’s and a fry, you liars claim you got midi beef
i’m tryna maintain this wealth and health so i grind and i don’t eat meat (healthy)
me and bae get lit, she got the longest natural hair, no weave
everyone talks about war but they don’t really know how this war ting goes, no
it was a push bike ting with shanks way before we had waps and dingers galore, bro (man’s lurking)
“67 ain’t on sh+t”, yeah, yeah, how much man got left on the floor though?
he got hit in his head, he got hit in his back, he got hit in his torso (torso)

[outro]
glee
real friers
n+ggas f+cking know
the beef’s still frying like man’s tryna burn it (burn it)
cali, i burn it
your skin, i’ll burn it
my clothes, i’ll burn it (burn it)
bro got birded, firmed it
now he’s on the landing tryna get burn in
it’s gonna be a minute till he’s returning
so bro’s readin’ books and learning (learning)
i’m grafting, working, earning
everything i do is to get pounds, sterling (sterling)
the sixties are lurking, lurking
spot one, drop one, driver, turn it (glee)
peng ting looking all s+xy
longest hair, could be straight or curly
wake and bake, count up when it’s early
i sleep late but i wake up early
cali and herbal teas when it’s early

- dimzy lyrics

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