Back Burner

Bye, bye (gunshot)
Gonna go get some kid
This shit knockin'
Bye, bye (gunshot)

Blade runner, I'm a grave digger
I'm a day drinker, and a night creeper
I'm a night crawler, and a light sleeper
With a black hoodie, on a white beater
I'm a race mixer, and a race winner
And a fast learner, and a cash earner
Made a mess, so I made a mass murder
Break her back to put her on a back burner

Break her back and put her on a back burner
Break her back and put her on a back burner
Break her back and put her on a back burner
Mess, so I made a mass murder
Break her back and put her on a back burner

Flame burning, staying searching for my path
Guilty verdict, snake serpents in my grass
She ain't thirty when I met her, met her out of charity
Twelve twenty, I was deep insider her head like therapy
When I get faded, then I'm feeling clarity
I treat a rapper like he just a parody
I hit it twice, say Token had a parody
Everything that I say is getting stupider
Fucked on a stewardess, I made a stew wid' her
I put a solar system on my wrist, and my jeweller is a Jew he put the 'Ju' in Jupiter
I got a core in a county that orbit around me
I keep a girl to my left, and the girl to my left made me take away all of her rights
Like she born as a Saudi
I'm normally rowdy
My kid'll be rich from the fortune around me
A Benz and a Porsche, Ferrari
No matter the size of her stomach, they'll probably be born with an Audi
My mum was divorced, and my daddy a felon
My daddy divorced me after
I wanted to see him running back
But I was alone like the quarter back, back, backer

Break her back and put her on a back burner
Break her back and put her on a back burner
Break her back and put her on a back burner
Mess, so I made a mass murder
Break her back and put her on a back burner

There's only one Toke, and he cutthroat
With a black lung from the gunsmoke
Put it to my head, with a drum roll
Will he do it, will he not do it
All my neighbors think I'm making rock music
Only wear a smile as a costume
Examining my bars like it's the bar exam
All my girlfriends turn to law students
All my girlfriends, they were bad stewards
If you really love me, baby, tattoo it
If you really hate me, baby, act like it
Put a GAT to it, leave me black blueish
Like a new Adidas, fuck a tracksuit
Just huck a trash flu and spittin' bad spewage
Y'all attract to it
I'm a crash dummy, I'ma crash out
With a lot of money, till the money crash
Rock a chucky mask
Scare the hoes and get the bros a duffy bag
I'm a walkin' talkin' fuckin' buddy pass
Black and yellow like a fuckin' honeycomb
'Cause the hoodie black, but the neck gold
Put him on a stretcher, if he don't stretch
Fry him like a croquette, black crows
Hope I don't croak yet
See my crow's feet from a crow's nest

Break her back and put her on a back burner
Break her back and put her on a back burner
Break her back and put her on a back burner
Mess, so I made a mass murder
Break her back and put her on a back burner

Mess, so I made a mass murder
Break her back and put her on a back burner