LOVE SEPT. - BURNER lyrics

Turn up, turn up
I come equipped with the burner
Turn up, turn up
I come equipped with the burner
Turn up, turn up
I come equipped with the burner
Turn up, turn up
I come equipped with the burner

First off ain’t you seen my choppa rip
Leave him in the dirt
Split his skull round the
Corner from the crib
Ain’t you seen my niggas hit
Choppa left you quiet so there
Ain’t no talkin' shit slit throats
Just like my wrist hang like a pig
Soul ain’t worth shit
He told me please no don’t you do it
Too late lil bitch i told you don’t snitch
It’s war like the blitz
Now you gone catch these bullets
Turn up, turn up
I come equipped with the burner
Turn up, turn up
I come equipped with the burner
Turn up, turn up
I come equipped with the burner
Turn up, turn up
I come equipped with the burner

Turn up, turn up
Manaman hate coz they know I’m an earner
I’ll spin a mans jaw make
Him look like a gurner
I'm sticking that L on your
Back you’re a learner uh yeah
I be so drippy you claim you’re a
Gangster then pussy come dip me
You diss me but I fuck your bitch g it’s mad
(g it’s mad) man I never lack
I back the black mac and ratatatat
And splat a mans hat
I roll with the whole pack
I’m rolling the pack I go for the dough fam
The shotty got blow back Oh man issa murder
Cutters and burners
I don’t really wanna get birded
Man I might splurge him, then it be curtains
Call man scissor hands move Tim Burton

Set up on my life style
Suck on my dick it’s the karma
Spit on my shit it’s a Lama
Blade on my wrist a katana
Smoke like a bitch it’s the ganja
Lookin' all green it’s a Martian
Ay, ay, ay, ay told her fuck off my shit
Huh two face bitch and I twist
Huh never no kick when I hit
Huh see who hatin'
Fail when they racin' sail when they chasin
Hail when it’s raining drip on a bitch
I got a lotta patience hit with a clip
I got fucking paper sip with my lip
She wants fucking tasters at the age of six
Told God that I hate him fuck it I'm licked
Save myself for the angels ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay turn up, turn up
I come equipped with the burner
Turn up, turn up
I come equipped with the burner
Turn up, turn up
I come equipped with the burner
Turn up, turn up
I come equipped with the burner

Man wanna fist to fist
Pussy boy come get a kiss
I’m darkness in the mist i'mma Spartan
Flip the switch you can’t just mix wit this
Yeah I hit the lick
I got bitches to lick the tip
Yeah my bitches spit on it yuh yuh yuh
Yeah my bitches spit on it
Better keep your distance
I'mma write off your existence
I'mma walk in to your life
And fucking fuck up all ya feelings
I ain't waiting for ya cheating
I ain't waiting for ya beating
I know this might sound crazy
But you prolly should know that
I'mma mother fucking goat goat
Burning the letters that you wrote wrote
All these hotties wanna go go
Want a bitch that I can choke choke choke ay