Burner (Same Pair) versuri

Versuri Juice WRLD – Burner (Same Pair) lyrics

[Intro: Jamie Foxx]
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)

[Chorus]
Hop in a supermoto, do a burnout (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
Hunnid twenty on the dash, bloody murder
Poppin’, uh, wheelies, uh, I’m a quick learner (Skrrt)
Ridin’ ‘round with the burners (Brrt, let’s go)
Runnin’ the streets, it’s just me and the troops
I’m on a bike, the 450 KTM, but gang-gang in the coupe
I bust a right, I bust a left at the end
I see the opps by the schoolyard
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, oh (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, blaow)

[Verse]
Y’all fuck niggas don’t want no problem
Oh, yeah, leave you dead, stink and rotten (Let’s go), oh yeah
I took a risk, now I’m young and rich
Walk around in these kicks, Balenci’ the pair
Your B.F. a lame— (Square), he still livе in in the same— (Square)
Run up on mе, I double dare (Dare)
I love watching my girl try on her underwear (‘Wear)
„This a high-class club, how you get that gun in here?”
You can bet your fake Rolex I did
I ain’t the only one strapped in here
You may just get shot by my engineer (Brrt-brrt)
Well, damn, in firearms invested in like twenty-grand
So many guns, we could start a gun marching band
F.N, Smith & Wesson
Kel-Tec him, o-oh
Should I kill ‘em slow, slow, slow-ly
Oh, my, oh, me
Click-clack, hm, track, hm, meet (Brrrt)

[Chorus]
Hop in a supermoto, do a burnout (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
Hunnid twenty on the dash, bloody murder
Poppin’, uh, wheelies, uh, I’m a quick learner (Skrrt)
Ridin’ ‘round with the burners (Brrt, let’s go)
Runnin’ the streets, it’s just me and the troops
I’m on a bike, the 450 KTM, but gang-gang in the coupe
I bust a right, I bust a left at the end
I see the opps by the schoolyard
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, oh (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, blaow)
Hop in a supermoto, do a burnout (Let’s go, Let’s go, Let’s go,)
Twenty on the dash, bloody murder
Poppin’, uh, wheelies, uh, I’m a quick learner (Skrrt)
Ridin’ ‘round with the burners (Brrt, let’s go)
Runnin’ the streets, it’s just me and the troops
I’m on a bike, the 450 KTM, but gang-gang in the coupe
I bust a right, I bust a left at the end
I see the opps by the schoolyard
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, oh (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, blaow)

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