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burnin' - devin griffin, i.a.c. & the hb lyrics

[intro: the hb]
you already know we cruising down the northport
we going big so you know we asking more for deals
you don’t like it, kick ’em out the door
eat the beef for dinner, oh yeah that’s a full course meal

[chorus: lk shmoov]
i can’t stay in my lane i’m swervin’
thotty hit my line, all the calls i’m curvin’
way too ignorant i’m skipping class no learnin’
take off fast, you can smell the tires burnin’
burnin’ (skrrt skrrt) burnin’ (skrrt)
i.a.c. roll up gas, he be burnin’
burnin’ (skrrt skrrt) burnin’ (skrrt)
sticks aimed at you got the goblins lurkin’

[verse 1: devin griffin & i.a.c.]
yeah we got the goblins lurkin’ they been watching every move
put my all into this music like i got something to prove
hit the stu’ with my crew and we getting in thе grove
why you hate when you see mе winning and it didn’t work for you
yeah you really down bad, why you acting so mad
see these diamonds when i smile got the haters looking sad
catch me sipping purple rain, i’m a prince and a king
i just saw my new girl, she was posted up on bing
my boys, they built different
gas rolled up i’m hittin’
stomping in my air force 1’s
boy you know i’m kickin’
poppin’ glocks i’m bl!ckin’
cookin’ beats i’m mixin’
swerve the whip we driftin’
shooting with precission
fences what we hoppin’
in the stu’ we mobbin’
getting bread i’m guapin’
my sh*t never floppin’
i’m the trending topic
on the down*low like a hobbit
going fast never stoppin’
i’m a menace like a goblin
[chorus: lk shmoov]
i can’t stay in my lane i’m swervin’
thotty hit my line, all the calls i’m curvin’
way too ignorant i’m skipping class no learnin’
take off fast, you can smell the tires burnin’
burnin’ (skrrt skrrt) burnin’ (skrrt)
i.a.c. roll up gas, he be burnin’
burnin’ (skrrt skrrt) burnin’ (skrrt)
sticks aimed at you got the goblins lurkin’

[verse 2: lil clifford & the hb]
with my shooters i don’t spread no rumors
with my ruger smoke you like a hooka
yeah we win boy we don’t play with losers
i’m a glo boy hunnid in the coupe, yuh
but a young boy learn how to live, living at a day one’s crib
when we moving up to down, we got glasses go around
i’m a dog straight out the pound, blowing bass out the impound
got some cops to go around, yeah we finna shoot ’em down
atomic bombs i haven’t touched down i’m already blowing up
yeah i bought myself a bussdown and i’m still turnin’ up
yeah if i ever told you once then i said it quite enough
and we reckless in the whip, two crashes in a month
getting guap on top quickly like it’s hopscotch
got the sauce showing out, leave a trail like mana
got the drip, drip, drop, it’s cold like dippin’ dots
big glock, keep it tucked, wait till you hear the shots, aye
[chorus: lk shmoov]
i can’t stay in my lane i’m swervin’
thotty hit my line, all the calls i’m curvin’
way too ignorant i’m skipping class no learnin’
take off fast, you can smell the tires burnin’
burnin’ (skrrt skrrt) burnin’ (skrrt)
i.a.c. roll up gas, he be burnin’
burnin’ (skrrt skrrt) burnin’ (skrrt)
sticks aimed at you got the goblins lurkin’

- devin griffin i a c the hb lyrics

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