Basic Burner Lyrics

You can look back down, down (Oh-oh)
You can look back down, down
You can look down, down, down (Oh-oh)
You can look down, down, down

I can turn a basic burner
To a star, to a star
I can turn a basic burner
To a star, to a star
Uh, I been tryna get the gang out the block
Turned it up, I got too famous to shop
If she basic, I can turn her to a star
If she basic, I can turn her to a star
Foreign cars in the hood, cost six figures
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga
Make it clap, shawty sin for a god
She know I rap, but I'm way too involved

I'm from where the love dyin' and the hate livin'
World full of hoes cryin' with some fake titties
The hand on you should never be ashamed, girl 'cause they pretty
Fuck you in the bed full of money and we lay in it
(World full of bitches cryin' with some fake tittiеs)
(You should never be ashamеd because they pretty)
(Fuck you in the bed full of money and we lay in it)
(Uh-uh, uh-uh)

Girl, you way too pretty to trust
Girl, I'm way too famous to love
Girl, you way too pretty to trust
Girl, I'm way too famous to love
Girl, you way too pretty to trust
Girl, I'm way too famous to love
Girl, you way too pretty to trust
Girl, I'm way too famous to love

I'm holding all of your secrets
Even though we ain't been speakin'
You know I'm built like that
You know I'm built like that
I'm holding all of your secrets
Even though we ain't been speakin'
You know I'm built like that
You know I'm built like that
You know, you know, you know
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga (Girl, you know)
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga (Girl, you know)
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga (Girl, you know)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh, biker jacket, I done got this lil' bitch drippin' dizzy
All the game know she gave a nigga was illegal
God, I'm so young, but I'm so young 'til I can't feel the needle
The world sit on my bloody palms, I know you see me

I can turn a basic burner
To a star, to a star
I been tryna get the gang out the block
Turned it up, I got too famous to shop
If she basic, I can turn her to a star
If she basic, I can turn her to a star
Foreign cars in the hood, cost six figures
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga
Make it clap, shawty sin for a god
She know I rap, but I'm way too involved

Girl, you way too pretty to trust
Girl, I'm way too famous to love
Girl, you way too pretty to trust
Girl, I'm way too famous to love
Girl, you way too pretty to trust
Girl, I'm way too famous to love
Girl, you way too pretty to trust
Girl, I'm way too famous to love

I'm holding all of your secrets
Even though we ain't been speakin'
You know I'm built like that
You know I'm built like that
I'm holding all of your secrets
Even though we ain't been speakin'
You know I'm built like that
You know I'm built like that
You know, you know, you know
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga (Girl, you know)
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga (Girl, you know)
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga
Make it clap, shawty sin for a god (Girl, you know)
Make it clap, shawty sin for a rich nigga
Make it clap, shawty sin for a god