Burnt Out (Explicit|Prod. By Zaytoven)-Migos

Hey you remember that young ni**a we seen in the hood Aha, hell yeah That ni**a burnt out You remember he came out and told me that sh*t man You turn a dollar to a million In a trap I look like a chameleon I don't give a f**k about no ni**a feelings Got the chopper for the victims Mumma told me to go kill em' So I'm in an all black, like I'm John Wick Open up the trunk, it's a brick and a stick That's a life sentence, caught a mill on my wrist (damn) That ni**a burnt out Burnt out That ni**a burnt out On a highway with hundred pounds That ni**a burnt out Young ni**a trap out his Mumma's house That ni**a burnt out That ni**a burnt out Burnt out Damn that ni**a burnt out Twelve got him in interrogation But he burnt out he ain't singing They'll give a young ni**a a life sentence If they ever find a banger He a young ni**a still trapping and banging Walk about just in his [?] But he's still in the kitchen and whipping the pot Watching the d**e look like it Kurt Angles Hit the pot at every angle In the kitchen and too cook it in [?] I don't really f**k with strangers Never know he could be saying If you want a hunnid we can arrange it No refunds so it changes You can test the d**e with your pinky finger Now he feeling like a Power Ranger You turn a dollar to a million In a trap I look like a chameleon I don't give a f**k about no ni**a feelings Got the chopper for the victims Mumma told me to go kill em' So I'm in an all black, like I'm John Wick Open up the trunk, it's a brick and a stick That's a life sentence, caught a mill on my wrist (damn) That ni**a burnt out Burnt out That ni**a burnt out On a highway with hundred pounds That ni**a burnt out Young ni**a trap out his Mumma's house That ni**a burnt out That ni**a burnt out Burnt out Damn that ni**a burnt out The ni**a walking with a dirty stick Burnt out he looking sick Robbing, finessing everything [?] That ni**a [?] cause he's taking sh*t That ni**a fifteen and he with the sh*t His brother just caught a chop for a brick He sent the little b**ch on a trip To pick up some sh*t from the Mexicans Momma preaching like a reverend He a rookie wanna be a veteran All he wanted was a necklace And his his trap game be excellence He like the boot of a Hannah Montana Young ni**a burnt out like I blew out the candles No ski-mask got it bad but she said f**k the cameras Rocking with a dirty [?] You turn a dollar to a million In a trap I look like a chameleon I don't give a f**k about no ni**a feelings Got the chopper for the victims Mumma told me to go kill em' So I'm in an all black, like I'm John Wick Open up the trunk, it's a brick and a stick That's a life sentence, caught a mill on my wrist (damn) That ni**a burnt out Burnt out That ni**a burnt out On a highway with hundred pounds That ni**a burnt out Young ni**a trap out his Mumma's house That ni**a burnt out That ni**a burnt out Burnt out Damn that ni**a burnt out