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Burfict! Lyrics


Artist: Danny Brown

 

Burfict! Lyrics

Burfict! by Danny Brown


[JPEGMAFIA:]
(You think you know-)

[Danny Brown:]
Like NASCAR (Check)
Nigga, your back not golden (Style)
But you better get your mind right 'fore I leave that sh*t all over that windshield (Uh huh)
I'm weed wack, I'm stand up (Uh huh)
While I f**k, Plan B on it
It's a wonder I ain't got a lot of kids 'cause I just pulled up and sprayed all in it (Go)
Okay, okay (Uh huh)
I see what you're doing (Style)
I done came up in the ruins
Now it's that prop, it's ah's and ooh'ing (Style)
[?]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, (Hey, hey)
Going down like mayday (Yeah)
Imma make a "U" when I do
She do what I say, you would think I knew voodoo (Step)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
It's hard like Sudoku, uh
So I put it in her goo chute
Neck [?] jail f**k the whole crew (Style)
Get the real truth
f**k 'em wit' they loose screws
I'mma just shoot then yell out too-da-loo
You was sellin' your crypto
Then I'll send your 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 (Yah)
Got the game on a crutch (Yah)
And these niggas-
Gotta put on like we super villains and we done just cliqued up

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

[JPEGMAFIA:]
Walk in this b**ch wit' a wock (A Wock)
f**k what you heard, yeah I'm toxic (I am)
Rappers be calling the cops (They do)
Civilians thinking we opps (f**k)
b**ch the sh*t that I flash, ain't a Glock (No)
All my exes been turning to opps
Gimme dat nasty
Gimme dat rude
Gimme dat barber, kick out the truth
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 we playing zombies
Choppas like NATO
That sh*t come in [cases?], cover his face that b**ch Mach-Hommy

Gimme dat Rogan
Gimme dat woo!
Hit it like H-Town, knockin' them boots
Dirty 30 and my dick now the truth
Frank Lucas got my b**ch feeling blue (Straight)
Crack in booth
Feeling like Steve will stop me, not you
Couldn't shop at the store and I had EBT too
And I was thinkin' 'bout god and what that money do
Nigga, I do this for fun
They hide behind money like T.T.S. Duns (Ah)
I heard niggas wanna attack my show
b**ch, do I look like Olivia Munn?

[Danny Brown:]
Okay, okay (Uh huh)
I see what you're doing (Style)
I done came up in the ruins
Now it's that prop, it's ah's and ooh'ing (Style)
[?]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, (Hey, hey)
Going down like mayday (Yeah)
Imma make a "U" when I do
She do what I say, you would think I knew voodoo, baby (Step)
Yeah



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