Burning Up (Explicit) - Nardo Wick

Nardo Wick

专辑:《Who is Nardo Wick?? (Deluxe) [Explicit]》

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Burning Up (Explicit) - Nardo Wick 歌词

Burning Up (Explicit) - Nardo Wick/The Kid LAROI

Lyrics by:Horace Walls/Tyler David Maline/Raymond Reichenbach

Composed by:Horace Walls/Tyler David Maline/Raymond Reichenbach

D**n

Trademark

Caught a million dollar vacation

Vacation

B***h

This is a money conversation

Oh yeah

Look at where I come from

It's amazing

Under California sun

On the beach getting faded

Doubled up my cup and it's a whole lot of dirty

Yeah

Where I'm from

I'm the first on Forbes under thirty

Oh yeah

They ain't ever seen that s**t

Yeah

Brand new Porsche

911

Red velvet inside my whip

Ah

Ah

Ah

Ah

B***h I'm burning up

Call a firetruck

They say I'm heatin' up

Suitcase for my racks

They say that duffle wasn't big enough

Sent her to the doctor 'cause her bottom wasn't big enough

I got lots of choppers for the oppers

We gon' hit 'em up

Give it up

This a robbery

I want my style back

We don't do the woofin'

Go find someone else to howl at

Big chains

Swinging on my neck like a ball back

If he try to touch it

Put a hole in his ballcap

Grape guts

I put purple seats in my trackhawk

Ho

Don't get mad at me

She told me

Hit her

That ain't my fault

General

Never taking orders

I'm a big boss

If I tell 'em go

They gon' spiral like a football

Bloop-bloop

Nardo came through drippin' like a wet stream

She don't want relations

She say she just wanna sext me

Never call my phone

If you need me

Better text me

Caught a million dollar vacation

Vacation

B***h

This is a money conversation

Oh yeah

Look at where I come from

It's amazing

Under California sun

On the beach getting faded

Doubled up my cup and it's a whole lot of dirty

Yeah

Where I'm from

I'm the first on Forbes under thirty

Oh yeah

They ain't ever seen that s**t

Yeah

Brand new Porsche

911

Red velvet inside my whip

Let's go

I swear everybody want something from me

Somethin' from me

And if you see me at the club

I got a couple hundred to be there

Ain't no questions about it

Lotta checks in my balance

Ain't no dancing around it

That lil' h*e a eater

Reminiscing on my math teachers sayin' I wouldn't make it

Now I'm makin' in a day what her salary was payin'

I bet that she feel crazy now

Paranoia everyday so I light me a wood and face it

Face it

Face it

Face it

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