Burner Songtext
von Warmduscher
Burner Songtext
Yo, what′s up?
This is Kool Keith
You checkin' out Warmdusher?
Call him on his burner
Pick up the phone
Get it in
Triple tight suits comin′ up the street
Pockets full of money seven days a week
Actin' like they broke, but I smell the grease
Hundred grand on the man with the dirty cheeks
Nice car, nice food, nice girl, bad mood
Be a good man, man
Takin' what they want without thinkin′ any thought
But I got murder on the menu, Apple Pay click bot
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner
Got some people actin′ up, and I need to learn 'em
Pissin′ in my pants down at the junction
Been up all night, now my bowels ain't functionin′
But I can still sip a whip like a laser beam
Got some shit on my face, but I'm squeaky clean
Kissin′ on your hands just like a sharpshooter
Take you to my house on my mobile scooter
Yeah, you know what's good 'cause I don′t play
Bounce you off my balls like the NBA
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Got some people actin′ up, and I'm thinkin′ murder
Yeah, y'all call him on his burner
He got some people actin′ up
They wanna see what it is so they can get to it
And handle this business
What they talkin' about?
What is he really sayin′?
Is he on a two-way or one-way?
Baked dip sippin' down at JJ Moon
Patty mac drippin' at the Wetherspoons
Got the golden razor trim on my Hopton scooter
The withers rollin′ down on some Primo Snooter
Now I′m shot block callin' on the balance beam
While my homies hold me up to get the double team
Limp dip slippin′ from below the waist
Girl, quit your cryin', put it on my face now
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Got some people actin′ up, and I need to learn 'em
He said call him on his burner
And see what′s really up
Get to the point
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Got some people actin' up, and I need to learn 'em
Yeah, he got some people actin′ up, he said
And he need to learn ′em
This is Kool Keith
You checkin' out Warmdusher?
Call him on his burner
Pick up the phone
Get it in
Triple tight suits comin′ up the street
Pockets full of money seven days a week
Actin' like they broke, but I smell the grease
Hundred grand on the man with the dirty cheeks
Nice car, nice food, nice girl, bad mood
Be a good man, man
Takin' what they want without thinkin′ any thought
But I got murder on the menu, Apple Pay click bot
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner
Got some people actin′ up, and I need to learn 'em
Pissin′ in my pants down at the junction
Been up all night, now my bowels ain't functionin′
But I can still sip a whip like a laser beam
Got some shit on my face, but I'm squeaky clean
Kissin′ on your hands just like a sharpshooter
Take you to my house on my mobile scooter
Yeah, you know what's good 'cause I don′t play
Bounce you off my balls like the NBA
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Got some people actin′ up, and I'm thinkin′ murder
Yeah, y'all call him on his burner
He got some people actin′ up
They wanna see what it is so they can get to it
And handle this business
What they talkin' about?
What is he really sayin′?
Is he on a two-way or one-way?
Baked dip sippin' down at JJ Moon
Patty mac drippin' at the Wetherspoons
Got the golden razor trim on my Hopton scooter
The withers rollin′ down on some Primo Snooter
Now I′m shot block callin' on the balance beam
While my homies hold me up to get the double team
Limp dip slippin′ from below the waist
Girl, quit your cryin', put it on my face now
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Got some people actin′ up, and I need to learn 'em
He said call him on his burner
And see what′s really up
Get to the point
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Call me on my burner, call me on my burner (Call him)
Got some people actin' up, and I need to learn 'em
Yeah, he got some people actin′ up, he said
And he need to learn ′em
Writer(s): Benjamin Romans Hopcraft, Craig Higgins, Jack Everett, Adam John Harmer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

