Burfict! Lyrics

Like NASCAR (check)
Nigga, you better not got there (style)
But you better get your mind right
'Fore I leave that shit all over that windshield (uh-huh)
Nigga, I'm real right, gon' stand on it (uh-huh)
Raw how I fuck, Plan B on it
It's a wonder I ain't got a lot of kids
'Cause I just pull up and spray all in it (go)

Nigga, don't play, okay, okay (uh-huh)
I see what you're doing (style)
I done came up in the ruins
Now I step out, it's ah's and ooh'ing (style)
Baby, yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey (hey, hey)
Going down like mayday (yeah)
I'ma make it do what it do
She do what I say, you would think I knew voodoo (step)
Baby, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy)

It's hard like Sudoku, uh
So I put it in her duke chute
Netflix and chill on a jail broken Roku (style)
Get new troops, fucking wit' they loose screws
I'ma just shoot then yell out, "Toodeloo"
He was talking, he a crypto
And still send his ass up to the moon
Acting like I know who he is
And I'm looking like, "Who are you?" (Style)
It's Peggy and Danny
Everybody know us in the cobra clutch (yeah)
Got the game on a crutch (yeah)
And these niggas-
Got 'em feeling like we supervillains and we done just cliqued up

And you know I don't know any other name tonight under the Heavens

Walk in this bitch wit' a Wock (a Wock)
Fuck what you heard, bitch, I'm toxic (I am)
Rappers be calling the cops (they do)
Civilians thinking we opps (what the fuck?)
Bitch, the shit that I flash ain't a prop (no)
All my exes done turned into opps
Gimme that Nancy, gimme that Ruth
Gimme that Barbara, kick out the tooth
I feel like Trump when I step in the booth (yeah)
Drippin' like Rudy, you know how I do
Stick for the mooliani's (clack, clack)
Now I'm playing zombies
Choppas like NATO, that shit come in caseloads
Dawgs cover they face, that bitch Mach-Hommy
Gimme that Rogan, gimme that (woo)
Hit it like H-Town, knockin' them boots (yeah)
Dirty 30 and my dick know the truth
Frank Lucas got my bitch feeling blue (straight)
Crack in booth
Feeling like Speed, who gon' stop me? not you
Couldn't shop at the store and had EBT too
Now it's vente pa'cá, bitch, bring that money through
Nigga, I do this for fun
They hide behind money like T.T.s. Duns
I heard niggas wanna attack my show (where?
Bitch, do I look like Olivia Munn?

Nigga, don't play, okay, okay (uh-huh)
I see what you're doing (style)
I done came up in the ruins
Now I step out, it's ah's and ooh'ing (style)
Baby, yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey (hey, hey)
Going down like mayday (yeah)
I'ma make it do what it do
She do what I say, you would think I knew voodoo (step)
Baby, yeah