Burnin' Up (Long Live the Chief) Lyrics

3rd shift

Aye, yeah you know who it is

Don't play stupid, stupid

Yeah, you already know who it is bitch

(3rd shift)

Shout out to candyman, and space candy

(Ya dig)

What up Philly

Let me burn a dutch, I'm burnin' up

Light the roof on fire, just by turnin' up

Actin' like they aint heard of us

Bitches observin' us, I deserve some love

I ain't cocky bruh, I'm burnin' up

I ain't Rocky Balboa, I'm Philly Blunt

Gimme that ass, I want it in my face

While you twerk dat butt

Let me burn a dutch, I'm burnin' up

Light the roof on fire, just by turnin' up

Actin' like they ain't heard of us

Bitches observin' us, I deserve some love

I ain't cocky bruh, I'm burnin' up

I ain't Rocky Balboa, I'm Philly Blunt

Gimme that ass, I want it in my face

In my face

While you twerk dat butt

Gimme dat ass hoe, I'm desperate

Do it like last time, I gotchu don't sweat it

I'm a nut, so when I'm bout to nut

I don't request it, she just open her mouth

And try to catch it

Or keep her mouth on it

Watch her digest it

Invested, obsessive, detectives, corrections

They all da same

They can suck it, fuck em'

Just like her husband, fuck em'

Fifty-two, who is you

They ain't nothin' fuck em'

We ain't frontin', we ain't runnin', we da front men

Comin' up soon we'll be runnin' this game

They'll be jumpin', I know they afraid

They ain't aware of the heat that I bring

Number one but we reppin' three

Let me burn a dutch, I'm burnin' up

Light the roof on fire, just by turnin' up

Actin' like they aint heard of us

Bitches observin' us, I deserve some love

I ain't cocky bruh, I'm burnin' up

I ain't Rocky Balboa, I'm Philly Blunt

Gimme that ass, I want it in my face

In my face

While you twerk dat butt

Let me burn a dutch, I'm burnin' up

Light the roof on fire, just by turnin' up

Actin' like they aint heard of us

Bitches observin' us, I deserve some love

I ain't cocky bruh, I'm burnin' up

I ain't Rocky Balboa, I'm Philly Blunt

Gimme that ass, I want it in my face

In my face

While you twerk dat butt

Thr-thr-three thot's at once, hopin' in my ride

Headin' back to my spot

We gon' have a good time

They got friends, they might slide

Crack a cold pop, cheers my pop

I wish he was alive

All I know is he's living thru my eyes

I know you seein' me

(sip a cup, sip a cup)

I know you livin' on thru me

(Long live the chief)

That's what they gon' call me

I'm burnin' up