Burger

[Intro]
Damn, yeah
Let's go, let's go (U-Underdogs)
Let's go, let's go
Go, let's go, go
Let's go, let's go, go
Wait, damn, yeah

[Chorus]
Eat up this beat like a burger
Cut up the traffic, the merger (On God)
I got a call from a side ho
She done called me on a burner (Let's go)
You're one of the names I ain't heard of (I ain't heard of)
Three grams in a blunt, let's burn it (Let's burn it)
I'm with my cros like a murder (Yes, sir)
Three cribs, only one that's furnished (Only one, lil' bitch)
New Corvette, automatic (Let's go)
Me and Statis, get lit like matches (Gettin' lit)
Top shelf, nah, you can't match it
Whi-white bitch, she a lil' bit rachet (On God)
Said he ain't heard 'bout Charlie (Like, what?)
Must live under a rock like Patrick (That's facts)
Hellcat sound like Harley (Let's go)
Pop tune, bitch, be growlin' (Oh)

[Verse]
Pop two pills in the mornin' (Uh-uh)
Rest of the day, I get active (On God)
She ain't wanna fuck, so I'm snorin' (Snorin')
Me and Isaac, we bringin' the action (Let's go)
He trippin' all on the bird app (Bird app)
Don't type if you ain't 'bout static (On God)
Got a brand new whip, can't crash it (Can't crash it)
Ball out in this bitch like Magic (Let's go)

[Bridge]
Uh (Go), damn (Go)
Don't talk if you is not 'bout it
This bitch ran through too many bodies (Too many)
Two girls and they both on molly (Two girls)
Too turnt in the club, I'm with Robbie (Let's go)
Promise that you couldn't rob me (Let's go)
I pulled the stick out, he turnin' red
Lil' bro turned to a Taki (On God)

[Chorus]
Eat up this beat like a burger
Cut up the traffic, the merger (On God)
I got a call from a side ho
She done called me on a burner (Let's go)
You're one of the names I ain't heard of (I ain't heard of)
Three grams in a blunt, let's burn it (Let's burn it)
I'm with my cros like a murder (Yes, sir)
Three cribs, only one that's furnished (Only one, lil' bitch)
New Corvette, automatic (Let's go)
Me and Statis, get lit like matches (Gettin' lit)
Top shelf, nah, you can't match it
White bitch, she a lil' bit rachet (On God)
Said he ain't heard 'bout Charlie (Like, what?)
Must live under a rock like Patrick (That's facts)
Hellcat sound like Harley (Let's go)
Pop tune, bitch, be growlin' (Oh)