Prime - Burnout lyrics

Prime: "Ayoyo, yo It's Prime" Girl: "Ew, you tryna rap? You're white aren't you?" Prime: "Na dude Im f**in arab what the f** you saying? I can rap, watch this, haha!" [Verse 1:] I freeze more fakes than the rockstar medusa I got more ways to f** you up than Kama Sutra Never busted a gat, but I can arrange that Shoot you in the knot with a 9 millimeter Glock Leave you in shock, don't even needa run, I'ma walk Trolling you everyday like aye what up doc Im not one to attack but if you give me the reason I'll track you and your girl because it's p**y hunting season You're driven by money, I got heart, Been real from the start In other words I care about my fans not my shopping cart Im jettin' to the stop, nobody is stopping the wave And if you try Ima put you in a corner cause you failed to behave "Im a machine, Ima do it" [Chorus] Cause, Cause, Cause you failed to behave [2x] [Verse 2:] When I step into the room, girls act gushy Gotta be careful because curiosity k**ed the p**y My words unbeatable, yo demise easily achievable Real recognize real, fakeness is readable Rhymes so sick, that it got yo mind infected Who knows the flow can give swimmer's ear as a side effect And you might expect, that I'd back down Bloody lip, eyes swollen, I still go another round I'm bound to come around with another sound And If I don't swish from the ground then, Ima rebound Sharpenin' the tongue, murderin' syllables make 'em run Watch me open my mouth, jaw-dropping people just for fun "I just want you to behave man" [Chorus] Cause, Cause, Cause you failed to behave [2x] [Verse 3:] Give to ya raw, fakes tryna gnaw Dont Cha Do it, ya p**y cat doll Legend has it, Prime's a savage Known to come home to your address Doin' much damage and ravage to your whole cabbage Call me the rap bandit, you can take a seat Cause you can't even stand it, each punchline I land it And if you don't give me the props then Ima grab it "I want it, Give me the props" [Chorus] Cause, Cause, Cause you failed to behave [2x] [Verse 4:] Ima grinda till I hit the status of a prima donna Wisdom Dalai Lama sprayin' vapor like a sauna Tryna make it in the game, stand in the way You a gonna, I may be different but check out Obama The ghost rider, open your eyes peep the fighter Cookin mofos, with fofo's, and a side of a cider The way I work my words, My game's advanced Yours is basic, buddy face it, your sh** won't last All you care about, is fashion and cash, it's trash I'm making change you can keep the stash You think you living in the fast lane but you slow I'm bringin' and sippin' and spittin' the flame, its a Burnout hoe Prime: "AAAaaaaaahh!! They're onto us!!" [Chorus] Cause, Cause, Cause you failed to behave [2x] Prime: "How was that?" Girl: "Holy sh** that was tight!!" Prime: "I know right" Girl: "Oh my God, uggh ugghh" Prime: "What are you?..What the f**..."