[Intro]
Ayo, Saint
New York to LA
Let's get it
[Verse: Dai Burger]
Pull up to the spot with my lust face on
Burger B in the spot, they got they lunch face on
I can tell that they hungry, gave 'em something to munch on
Get up in my belly, give me something to crunch on
Back that a** up, don't step on my shoes
Meet me at the bar, hipster b**h loves booze
I don't give a damn if you staring at my b**bs
f** with me or your money you will lose quickly
Getting lite in my heels, n***a show my shoes love
And my whole team bad, wanna show the crew love
Catch me in the corner, shorty want a boo love
When I see him in the streets, I'm like "Who are you, love?"
I pull up in the V-Dub Buggy
Titties so big all these n***as wanna hug me
Buzzin' in my ears, goddamn you n***as bug me
I can see it in your eyes, you can't take it that you love me
n***as know my government name and that ain't changed, that's the same
I just added on a Burger then my chips rearranged
Claw tips, gold chain, Bindi right up on my brain
Warned your a** on Murda Murda now I'm drowning in the fame
It's a shame I will train you, like a Tamagotchi
I done been up in the game y'all n***as late, ya'll should watch me
On the screen, on the scene, everywhere else in between
And I'm coming through your block li-li-li-like (oh sh**)
You should catch me if you can cause there's levels to this sh**
While you hoes were s**ing dick I built my sh** from a ditch
Bad b**h, and I'm talking 'bout the one up on my hip
Ain't my fault she's the one you came with, oh
Burger be a pro-pro-pro-professional
My flow is bis**ual, you don't know which way it goes
And it's cool, boo, I'm only here to school you
All you sad b**hes boohoo every time I come through
Shoes, b**bs, and booze (x2)
I'ma show up in the club with about at least two (x2)
Two diamonds shining heavy on my chest
Shoe game leave b**hes real stressed
And the bar (?)
I'm too fly to be depressed, yeah yeah
Burger Burger Burger, yeah I be Miss Murder Muder
Miss Wild Thing, I pop sh**, songwrite, and sing
Bling bling goddamn money never been a thing
When the money running low, all them things that I would sling?
Is you kidding me? Doo-doo a** b**hes y'all ain't sh** to me
Don't wanna keep you hoes company, you are misery
Nut up on your face, I just call these hoes jizzery
Chivalry been dead but I never needed that
Cause I keep a bad b**h to eat the kitty-kat
You a sad b**h and yes I pity that
I come through like baps and you looking like sacks
And you tired a** chickens need a nap
They fap fap-off to my mixtape cover
Hope you got your night light, close the curtains close the shutters
Cause I'm looking like bu*ter, and I wish a b**h would
Act up in the club, I keep shooters in the truck
And I ain't gotta battle no b**h, look at me
I speak Spanglish and Japanese fluently:
Konnichiwa, I'm Dai-chan, how are you?
Chosaku shi, yeah that's me
Coco G, Miss Burger B
Bring it back to the English language
Burger B ain't one of them regular b**hes you could just bang with
Get up in the kitchen make my sandwich
Extra cheese please
I'm watching my physique make sure my bread is wheat
Oh