Burnt Fingers

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah Yeah, So Yeah, yeah Yeah, So, so Nigga, yeah, yeah Aye, aye [Verse] They know that's it's Dolla, reportin' from top of the mountain Know that I'm scoutin' whores Plannin' on countin' more big racks Click, clack, get back if you plannin' on hoppin' out Got the rap money, I bought a new choppa, how Made it up out the town Still makin' shit that'll make you light coppers down So I'm like, yeah, new .40, new clip New shorty suck dick If the hoe gon' trip, then I'm switchin' my bitch In another nigga trap, and I'm gon' hit licks If I'm needin' a brick, if I'm needin' a fix Yeah, they know I'm a fiend, leanin' like triple beams You can't fuck with my team, yeah, we on it like bullseyes Found loot, sittin' poolside, know they pay me to be here They know I'm important, everything I'm recordin' Swear the movies just score it, I'm livin' a film Al Pacino for real, move around with the steel Fuck around, you get killed, fuck around, pop a pill Catch a case, get appeal, pussy [Outro] Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I see hoes in the spot Pullin' up in the drop, that shit ain't hard, it's pop Runnin' down on a opp, shootin' down every cop Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah I see hoes in the spot Pullin' up in the drop, shit ain't hard, shit is pop Runnin' down on a opp, shootin' down every cop Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah I see hoes in the spot Pullin' up in the drop, shit ain't hard, shit is pop Runnin' down on a opp, shootin' down every cop