Kevin Gates - Burn One lyrics

feat. Tree Thomas & Jay Ant Hey! I know you got time to BURN ONE BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE, I know you got time to BURN ONE BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE She's got a n***a keep calling Well f** that make her burn one My mama said I've the man since I turned one In your Xbox he playing games while it's turned on I walk up in that b**h like what that sh** do My cheese ain't got no holes but my whip do My click do and my b**h got great eyes You should see that sh** when she high You prolly only see her when she like ??? just to get by I'm on my sh** you n***as just flies Get on my bread and get baked like biscuits My blood soul is cover with lifted Smoke while these biscuits get tipsy Riding in leather some lipsy Life without gold is too risky That's why we're living it up Wrapping and rolling the blunt, we never lose In my circle we win or we learn Burns is as cold as big worms My b**hes don't need to get burns Competitive you need to confirm I'm blessed for this sh** that I earn, yeah, yeah I know you got time to BURN ONE BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE, I know you got time to BURN ONE BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE That burn on thang on fully And destined in a cushion Rabid aura with a fardid Open up my pulleys Black magic enchanted, with witches while burning canvas sh** I was seeing was tragic We're back at bindess get at us So our indecision get splattered That kept me low I be riding They say I'm cut on conavin Home bargain should get the divin' Thugging guess who won't stab me I have to just gotta buy it I drive a new Maserati I simply hit like I'm Gotti Plus I'm my own monster disguised at Hugo Rapid Studio Ghadaffi, grand session we slap it Pawns everywhere you could buy a person a bird I'm still doing shows Can't forget the first and the third I know you got time to BURN ONE BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE, I know you got time to BURN ONE BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE I swear to god gonn' stop smokin' these swishers I swear to god I'm gonn' stop smoking one day I swear to god gonn' stop smokin' these swishers I know they gonn' try to k** me one day, yeah But until then get like Ray Rice and break that b**h down I don't f** no busters, don't f** with no clowns If you can't swim then you bound to drisound Look, you ain't never saying weed before my n***as smoke by the pound Hey, gold wings in my gold chains Bigger tips got gold rangs Hoes all on my denim n***a Your b**h love to get in a n***a Look, loud fact that loud fact I'm a young suffa baffa Leave a free never cough up I do it big just like a snaffa I know you got time to BURN ONE BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE, I know you got time to BURN ONE BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE, BURN ONE