Burn Out

[Chorus: Yung Skayda]
Burn out
Drop low, burn out, burn out
Crash down, burn out, burn out
Drop low, burn out, burn out
Crash down, burn out, burn out

[Verse 1: Karm The Tool]
Ayy, is that my wallet or my phone?
My bitch [?]
Catch you home alone, MAC don't do apology
I'ma sell the bone 'cause I got bitches all on me
Don't get mad at me, nigga, ask her why she follow me

Big six in this bitch, we niggas you can't fuck with
Glock on my hip, you dummy you outta' luck
Can't stay with the shits, you talk, we cut out your tongue bitch
Automatic weapons we sprayin', it ain't enough

So you posted on your block? (That shit mine now)
So you posted with your bitch? (Yeah, she mine now)
Heard you talkin' all that shit (We've been spyin' out)
Bitch you wouldn't, thats your life (Well it's mine now)

[Chorus: Yung Skayda]
Burn out
Drop low, burn out, burn out
Crash down, burn out, burn out
Drop low, burn out, burn out
Crash down, burn out, burn out
Drop low, burn out, burn out
Crash down, burn out, burn out
Drop low, burn out, burn out
Crash down, burn out, burn out

[Verse 2: Yung Skayda]
Ayy, see the pussy walking, huh
He look kinda anxious, huh
Looking both ways, watching all the shit he saying, huh
All y'all pussies gay, 'til it time to do some gay shit, huh
Just might probably say if you lame you cannot hang, uh huh

Magnet gang in this bitch, uh
We kidnap your bitch, uh
You ain't getting shit back unless you swing them fists
My chain look like gliss, uh
You gettin' me pissed off
[?], you know you finna get them ribs stomped

Fuck that, meet me in the grave
I promise you won't be so brave
Take the pussy, you get merked
Show you what's under my shirt

[Outro: Yung Skayda & Karm The Tool]
I don't know if that was on me being a jerk

Suck my big ass nuts thick nigga bitch conk
CONK!