Burn it up ft. PastAura Lyrics

I burn it I burn it up

I burn it I burn it up

Hop in the hop in the coupe

Hop in the hop in the what

I burn it I burn it up

I burn it I burn it up

Hop in the hop in the coupe

Hop in the hop in the what

Damn this a good strain

I forget the name

You slip and miss the reigns

So I stay in my lane

Vision getting blurry

I live by my choice no jury

They say I got the curry

But I'm not in a hurry

Got a good girl by my side

That's why you never see me trying to slide

Had some fake friends but I let that shit die

Said yeah whatever man bye

Couple true homies said I'm fixing to fly

But I won't take less than six figures to sign

No I don't mean to be stick in your side

I'd rather be smoking than sipping the sprite

I was down in the dirt now I'm living alright

Writing tracks like I'm Heisenberg flipping the ice,

I rhyme bout my life and exhibit these rhymes

I say fuck your opinion, don't need your advice

I burn it up burn it up like a loosey

Mother fuckers will have you in a Doozie

I'm after the money I don't need your cooties

I tell the Lil homies mind proof and their duties

Starting to see

That my life's a little blurry

Don't know what I want

Going nowhere in a hurry

Making calls with these attorneys

Wish I would have thought about

The results of my journey

Now our past is Evanescent

Yeah I'm facing with my Nemesis

Yo maybe I just can't forget

Maybe I just can't forget

Cuz I can't hide all the evidence

I burn it I burn it up

I burn it I burn it up

Hop in the hop in the coupe

Hop in the hop in the what

I burn it I burn it up

I burn it I burn it up

Hop in the hop in the coupe

Hop in the hop in the what

Burning paper to the moon

Later alligator got to zoom

Like I'm always in a meeting while

I'm here and I'm still breathing

I'm a dragon, this ain't no free bandwagon

I'll be your ghost writer Nicholas Cage

I'm on fire I'm off the chain

I know they want to be like me

Cuz I'm pretty, no make up on he still

Suck on my titties

Confidence on one hundred

But don't press my buttons

I'm known to malfunction

Just cuz I'm not budging

If I want to fuck I'm fucking

You could be a goose I'm still ducking

My reality is my dimension

With your actions, I see your intentions

I'm doing good if you wanted to ask

Now I'm gon hope in the coupe

And you can get the fuck back