Burnt Fingers

Yeah, yeah
 Yeah, So
 Yeah, yeah
 Yeah, So, so
 Nigga, yeah, yeah
 Aye, aye
 They know that's it's Dolla, reportin' from top of the mountain
 Know that I'm scoutin' whores
 Plannin' on countin' more big racks
 Click, clack, get back if you plannin' on hoppin' out
 Got the rap money, I bought a new choppa, how
 Made it up out the town
 Still makin' shit that'll make you light coppers down
 So I'm like, yeah, new .40, new clip
 New shorty suck dick
 If the hoe gon' trip, then I'm switchin' my bitch
 In another nigga trap, and I'm gon' hit licks
 If I'm needin' a brick, if I'm needin' a fix
 Yeah, they know I'm a fiend, leanin' like triple beams
 You can't fuck with my team, yeah, we on it like bullseyes
 Found loot, sittin' poolside, know they pay me to be here
 They know I'm important, everything I'm recordin'
 Swear the movies just score it, I'm livin' a film
 Al Pacino for real, move around with the steel
 Fuck around, you get killed, fuck around, pop a pill
 Catch a case, get appeal, pussy
 Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 I see hoes in the spot
 Pullin' up in the drop, that shit ain't hard, it's pop
 Runnin' down on a opp, shootin' down every cop
 Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
 I see hoes in the spot
 Pullin' up in the drop, shit ain't hard, shit is pop
 Runnin' down on a opp, shootin' down every cop
 Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
 I see hoes in the spot
 Pullin' up in the drop, shit ain't hard, shit is pop
 Runnin' down on a opp, shootin' down every cop
 I see hoes in the spot
 Pullin' up in the drop, shit ain't hard, shit is pop
 Runnin' down on a opp, shootin' down every cop