Takeoff - Burnt Out lyrics

[Intro: Quavo] Hey you remember that young n***a we seen in the hood Aha, hell yeah That n***a burnt out You remember he came out and told me that sh** man [Hook: Quavo] You turn a dollar to a million In a trap I look like a chameleon I don't give a f** about no n***a feelings Got the chopper for the victims Mumma told me to go k** em' So I'm in an all black, like I'm John Wick Open up the trunk, it's a brick and a stick That's a life sentence, caught a mill on my wrist (damn) That n***a burnt out Burnt out That n***a burnt out On a highway with hundred pounds That n***a burnt out Young n***a trap out his Mumma's house That n***a burnt out That n***a burnt out Burnt out Damn that n***a burnt out [Verse 1: Quavo] Twelve got him in interrogation But he burnt out he ain't singing They'll give a young n***a a life sentence If they ever find a f**ing banger He a young n***a still trapping and banging Walk around twisting his fingers But he's still in the kitchen and whipping the pot Watching the dope look like it Kurt Angles Hit the pot at every angle In the kitchen and I'm cookin' Topanga I don't really f** with strangers Never know he could be singing If you want a hunnid we can arrange it No refunds so it changes You can test the dope with your pinky finger Now he feeling like a Power Ranger [Hook: Quavo] You turn a dollar to a million In a trap I look like a chameleon I don't give a f** about no n***a feelings Got the chopper for the victims Mumma told me to go k** em' So I'm in an all black, like I'm John Wick Open up the trunk, it's a brick and a stick That's a life sentence, caught a mill on my wrist (damn) That n***a burnt out Burnt out That n***a burnt out On a highway with hundred pounds That n***a burnt out Young n***a trap out his Mumma's house That n***a burnt out That n***a burnt out Burnt out Damn that n***a burnt out [Verse 2: Takeoff] The n***a walking with a dirty stick Burnt out he looking sick Robbing, finessing everything in sight That n***a Debo cause he's taking sh** Young n***a fifteen and he with the sh** His brother just caught a charge for a brick He sent the little b**h on a trip To pick up some sh** from the Mexicans Momma preaching like a reverend He a rookie wanna be a veteran All he wanted was a necklace And his trap game be excellence He like the boot of the Hannah Montana Young n***a burnt out like I blew out the candles No ski-mask got a bag but she said f** the cameras Walking with a dirty stick long as an antenna [Hook: Quavo] You turn a dollar to a million In a trap I look like a chameleon I don't give a f** about no n***a feelings Got the chopper for the victims Mumma told me to go k** em' So I'm in an all black, like I'm John Wick Open up the trunk, it's a brick and a stick That's a life sentence, caught a mill on my wrist (damn) That n***a burnt out Burnt out That n***a burnt out On a highway with hundred pounds That n***a burnt out Young n***a trap out his Mumma's house That n***a burnt out That n***a burnt out Burnt out Damn that n***a burnt out