Burnt Out lyrics

[Intro: Quavo]
Aye, you remember that young n*gga we seen in the hood?
Hell yeah
That n*gga burnt out
You remember he came and told me that sh*t, man?

[Chorus: Quavo]
You turn a dollar to a million (million)
In a trap I look like a chameleon
I don't give a f*ck about no n*gga feelings (nah)
Got the chopper for the victims
Momma told me to go kill 'em (momma!)
So I'm in an all black like I'm John Wick
Open up the trunk, it's a brick and a stick
That's a life sentence, quarter mill on my wrist (damn!)
That n*gga burnt out
Burnt out
That n*gga burnt out
On a highway with hundred pounds
That n*gga burnt out
Young n*gga trap out his momma's house (trap, trap)
That n*gga burnt out
That n*gga burnt out
Burnt out
Damn that n*gga burnt out
[Verse 1: Quavo]
12 got him in interrogation but he burnt out and he ain't sangin' (nah)
They'll give a young n*gga a life sentence if they ever find a f*cking banger (damn!)
He a young n*gga still trapping and banging
Walk around twisting his fingers but he's still in the kitchen and whipping the pot
Watching the dope look like it Kurt Angle (lock)
Hit the pot at every angle (hit it)
In the kitchen and I'm cookin' Topanga
I don't really f*ck with strangers (nah)
Never know he could be sangin'
If you want a hunnid, we can arrange it
No refunds so it changes
You can test the dope with your pinky finger
Now he feeling like a Power Ranger

[Chorus: Quavo]
You turn a dollar to a million (million)
In a trap I look like a chameleon
I don't give a f*ck about no n*gga feelings (nah)
Got the chopper for the victims
Momma told me to go kill 'em (momma!)
So I'm in an all black like I'm John Wick
Open up the trunk, it's a brick and a stick
That's a life sentence, quarter mill on my wrist (damn!)
That n*gga burnt out
Burnt out
That n*gga burnt out
On a highway with hundred pounds
That n*gga burnt out
Young n*gga trap out his momma's house (trap, trap)
That n*gga burnt out
That n*gga burnt out
Burnt out
Damn that n*gga burnt out
[Verse 2: Takeoff]
The n*gga walking with a dirty stick
Burnt out, he looking sick
Robbing, finessing everything in sight
That n*gga Debo 'cause he's taking sh*t (Debo!)
Young n*gga fifteen and he with the sh*t (with the sh*t)
His brother just caught a charge for a brick (brick)
He sent the little b*tch on a trip to pick up some sh*t from the Mexicans (Migo!)
Momma preaching like a reverend (momma!)
He a rookie, wanna be a veteran (veteran)
All he wanted was a necklace (necklace)
And his trap game be excellence (excellence)
He like the boot of the Hannah Montana
Young n*gga burnt out like I blew out the candles
No ski-mask, got a bag but she said f*ck the cameras
Walking with a dirty stick, long as an antenna

[Chorus: Quavo]
You turn a dollar to a million (million)
In a trap I look like a chameleon
I don't give a f*ck about no n*gga feelings (nah)
Got the chopper for the victims
Momma told me to go kill 'em (momma!)
So I'm in an all black like I'm John Wick
Open up the trunk, it's a brick and a stick
That's a life sentence, quarter mill on my wrist (damn!)
That n*gga burnt out
Burnt out
That n*gga burnt out
On a highway with hundred pounds
That n*gga burnt out
Young n*gga trap out his momma's house (trap, trap)
That n*gga burnt out
That n*gga burnt out
Burnt out
Damn that n*gga burnt out