BurrLin - BurrBank Lyrics

Its BurrLin bitch, I be flying out of Burbank
This bitch broke trying to get bread outta Burr's bank
Im building my buzz, bout to blow up like a bomb!
I basically ball in LA like my name is LeBron
New coupe, Drop top
Smoke weed, Hot box
Speeding, F*ck cops
No time, Stopwatch
Hating, Cock block
Balling, black top
MacBook, Lap top
New kicks, Dead stock
My foreign bitch tryna get flewed out
Neck all blingy, i got my jewels out
Google map my dream, I'm on a new route
Gang! Gang! Gang! Gang!, know what that crew 'bout!
Its BurrLin bitch, I be flying out of Burbank
Bitch broke trying to get bread outta Burr's bank
Im building my buzz, bout to blow up like a bomb!
Yo brody be bugging, he passed the blunt like a baton
She coming to my crib tonight
She goin get this dick tonight
I be on that, straight up on that
I be on that kryptonite
I'm feeling Super, Man (Superman)
That Cali green just always get me right
Copping sativa grams
Handling business with Michael Bright
She stressing me out, and I don't need this shit
If she don't add value, then I don't need the bitch
I will Control-Alt-Delete the bitch
Get me a new one and just repeat the shit
Its BurrLin bitch, I be flying out of Burbank
Bitch broke trying to get bread outta Burr's bank
Im building my buzz, bout to blow up like a bomb!
Pop-Pop-Pop Bottles on Bottles on Bottles of Dom Perignon
They goin pay me for my words one day
Just putting that out in the universe
Universe, hold me down! Ju Heard?
Yo, its ya boy BurrLin!
New York, New York
Southside Jamaica Queens
We All In!
A Phi A! - Respect my kin!
First State, Upstate, Ruff Buff, Trizzy, all that!
All that! Ju Heard!? Uh!
Its BurrLin bitch, I be flying out of Burbank
Bitch broke trying to get bread outta Burr's bank
Im building my buzz, bout to blow up like a bomb!
Pop-Pop-Pop Bottles on Bottles on Bottles of Dom Perignon