Ch.7 Burn

[Verse 1]
Watch out, bitch can't talk to me
Bitch, I fell in love with a lottery
Space is on my sweater, hold it all on me
I hear you cross to me, I don't do apologise
Aye, yeah, this is psychology
I fucked up in the head, need an lobotomy
I can feel your energy, I know you crossed me
Feel in love with a bitch, can't talk to me
A lot of shit, that I hate, that I talk
A lot of shit, that I made, that you got tough
Strap in the power, I ain't talking round
You ain't into this bitch, ass getting crunk

[Verse 2]
Walk up on a bitch, shaking out like an "Oh, hey!"
Pull up on that bitch
I look around, so it's running my head
But I beat the bottle, and you know I'm sipping [?]
Why can't stop something, that I shouldn't got me crazy?
I'd be acting like I'm happy, but I'm really not
It's a fact I decide, I know, I gotta lie
Come on in the Future, is go put it, in the pot
All I do is Future, is getting money high

[Bridge]
Something, under the water (Aaah)
Like, he's coming for me
I don't know (I don't know), exactly the detail

[Verse 3]
I wanna burning hell (Oooh), from the sky, just found
The one inside me [?]
The one inside me
I've gotta let them know
I've gotta let them know
Can't let my body show
Can't let my body show
Oooh, Oooh, show (Show, show, show, sho—)