MASTER PAKKU

[Intro]
(Burnout Boys)
(Burnout Boys)
(Burnout Boys)
(Burnout Boys)
Ayy, yeah, bitch

[Verse 1]
Smoke out the ounce
Got my feet up on the couch
Roll that purple, icky sticky
Go ahead and break it down, uh
Fuck with the set, Master Pakku on my neck
Mash the gas up in the foreign, watch it do a pirouette, uh
Opps gettin' slumped
I been tweakin' from the jump
I'm so icy in my Nike's
Bitch, I look like Forrest Gump
Eat my cuisine, pickin' rappers out my teeth
All these VV's on me got me hydroplaning down the street
Bottle shots of Casamigo
Vintage Bape on me like Nigo
I'm so lethal
Say he want the beef, then Trae gon' servе 'em meatloaf
I'm your favorite rappеr's hero, I'm your favorite rapper's idol, ayy
Crimson rubies Kylo when my doors go suicidal, ayy
Thumb through the guap, poppin' bottles on the yacht
Fuck a lease, I brought a duffle bag of cash out on the lot
I'm so him, you so not
Spark the spliff and drop the top
I come splashin' out the water while they watch me from the dock, bitch

[Bridge]
Ooh, yeah, ayy, yeah (Turn up, turn up, turn up)
Woah, ayy, yeah, gang, gang (Burnout Boys)
What, ooh, yeah, ayy
Ayy, ayy (Turn up, turn up, turn up)
What, ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, ayy, ayy
(Turn up, turn up, what) Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, bitch

[Verse 2]
Skrrt in the Porsche, bout to see me in the [?]
When they ask me 'bout the denim, I say "Kapital, of course"
Yuh, ooh, I'm so cool
Smokin' hash out by the pool
All these diamonds on me dancin', put my wrist on Tentacruel
Ooh, I'm the goat
Blonde lil' bit' like Leslie Knope
I'm so draped up in Arc'teryx, fuck the weather, I'm on go
In my mode, big bankroll
Retro Four's all on my toes
Make my money cookin' beats and smokin' weed and kickin' flows
My whole life look like vacation
I've been smokin' something fragrant
I'm a legend, word to Raiden
Play the show to get my payment
In the game there's no complainin', ooh
Count up in blue faces, ooh
I can give a fuck about some placement on a playlist
Oh, what the fuck? Got your girlfriend on my nuts
Find me smokin' on my opps, your favorite rapper in this blunt
I'm so ill, I'm so clutch
Y'all lil' boys is doin' too much
I'm a shark up in the water, you lil' boys is lookin' like lunch, uh

[Outro]
Ooh, yeah, ayy, yeah (Burnout Boys)
Woah, ayy, yeah, gang, gang
What, ooh, yeah, ayy
Ayy, ayy (Turn up, turn up, turn up)
What, ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, ayy, ayy
(Turn up, turn up, what) Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, bitch