lil 86 – burn lyrics
[intro]
(what’s up with you, lil 43?)
this choppa on me, he gon’ burn
smile at him all creepy+like, like i’m miss stern
n+gga, pass me the gun, yeah, ’cause it’s my turn
[chorus]
this choppa on me, he gon’ burn (burn)
smile at him all creepy+like, like i’m miss stern (stern)
n+gga, pass me the gun, yeah, ’cause it’s my turn (turn)
so many shots, leave the doctor concerned (concerned)
yeah, he worried ’bout bands, but it’s m’s that i earn (earn)
boy like, “slide to my block”, but he will not return (return)
me and nay a duo like phinneas & ferb (ferb)
wе load it up and leave him bleedin’ on the curb (baow, baow, baow, baow)
[verse 1]
wе don’t like violence, but i always keep mine (mine)
so if you run up on me, you finna die (die)
so if she want my bone, then i hit it all night (night)
try and think about her the same, after my face was in her thighs (thighs)
yeah, that opp talkin’ hot, he must wanna fight (fight)
so the bullets goin’ crazy, yeah, they goin’ left and right (right)
when i saw that n+gga, i shot him on sight (sight)
feel like dre on 2k, b+tch, i’m on the grind (grind)
[chorus]
this choppa on me, he gon’ burn (burn)
smile at him all creepy+like, like i’m miss stern (stern)
n+gga, pass me the gun, yeah, ’cause it’s my turn (turn)
so many shots, leave the doctor concerned (concerned)
yeah, he worried ’bout bands, but it’s m’s that i earn (earn)
boy like, “slide to my block”, but he will not return (return)
me and nay a duo like phinneas & ferb (ferb)
we load it up and leave him bleedin’ on the curb (baow, baow, baow, baow)
[verse 2]
stashed weed in my locker like i’m lily2tack (tack)
i’ma take yo’ b+tch, i’ma smash, i’ma hit it from the back (back)
and i got so many d+mn millions, that sh+t taller than shaq (shaq)
and if my shot miss, you know i’ma spin back (back)
brodie, don’t trip, red dot attached (‘tached)
everything i say is the truth, no cap (cap)
have a good time wit’ ya’ ho, then she gettin’ passed (passed)
you got zero motion, but i’m movin’ fast (fast)
boy, ain’t n0body bumpin’ yo’ tunes, yo’ music trash (trash)
but they always bumpin’ my tunes, it’s gas (gas)
and if this was a race, i’d be first and you’d be last (last)
knife on a ak, you could get stabbed (stabbed)
[chorus]
this choppa on me, he gon’ burn (burn)
smile at him all creepy+like, like i’m miss stern (stern)
n+gga, pass me the gun, yeah, ’cause it’s my turn (turn)
so many shots, leave the doctor concerned (concerned)
yeah, he worried ’bout bands, but it’s m’s that i earn (earn)
boy like, “slide to my block”, but he will not return (return)
me and nay a duo like phinneas & ferb (ferb)
we load it up and leave him bleedin’ on the curb (baow, baow, baow, baow)
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