Kid Ink, Wiz Khalifa - Big Burna lyrics

(ISM) yeah
Woo yeah
Ayy, ayy woo
Burner woo
Kid Ink

Ayy, big burner smoke fire like the furnace
Ayy, reggie blunts, I just curve 'em
To the left, baby, don't fuck the turn up
Ayy, frontos, no more Backwood
Yeah, out of Cali', know the pack good
Yeah, put the blunt to her lips
When she run her mouth (yeah)
No sticks, smell a seed, better throw it out
(Woah, woah) 4: 20 on the Rollie (Rollie)
Cut the leaf like shinobi (Oh, yeah)
Never lowkey (Woo)
We be high up in the nosеbleeds (Nosebleeds)
Goin' OT (OT) sweatsuit feelin' cozy
RocketShipShawty thе chiefer (yeah)
I walk in this bitch
Smell like Carti' and reefer (yeah)
Just watch how you hit it, lil' bae
That's a sleeper (Sup)
She call when she need her (Woo)

Ayy yeah
Ayy, ayy woo
Yeah, yeah, burner baby

She wanna get up in the car with Khalifa
Don't blow up her phone
I just call when I need her
Yellow gold with the chrome
Matching all foreign features
Put her down on all fours, on the floor
That's what her knees for
Pick it up, stick your tongue out, lick it up
You a lesbian, tonight
You want dick or what?
He a lame, I'm a boss, tell him give it up
One night, this your life, girl, give it up

Pour drink, sip it up, bomb weed, twist it up
I'm a pimp, he a trick, tell him spend it up
I got bitches like doctors got stitches and
I always keep one in the cut
Telling me you miss me, send a picture of it
Anytime I shoot my shot, I'ma hit it, buckets
Telling me I do it better than
Your nigga does it you fuckin' with a

Uh khalifa man
And if I put you on game, you game for life
You ain't my motherfuckin' wife uh
(ISM)