[Intro: Quavo]
Hey you remember that young n***a we seen in the hood
Aha, hell yeah
That n***a burnt out
You remember he came out and told me that sh** man
[Hook: Quavo]
You turn a dollar to a million
In a trap I look like a chameleon
I don't give a f** about no n***a feelings
Got the chopper for the victims
Mumma told me to go k** em'
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, caught a mill on my wrist (damn)
That n***a burnt out
Burnt out
That n***a burnt out
On a highway with hundred pounds
That n***a burnt out
Young n***a trap out his Mumma's house
That n***a burnt out
That n***a burnt out
Burnt out
Damn that n***a burnt out
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Twelve got him in interrogation
But he burnt out he ain't singing
They'll give a young n***a a life sentence
If they ever find a banger
He a young n***a still trapping and banging
Walk about just in his [?]
But he's still in the kitchen and whipping the pot
Watching the dope look like it Kurt Angles
Hit the pot at every angle
In the kitchen and too cook it in [?]
I don't really f** with strangers
Never know he could be saying
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
[Hook: Quavo]
You turn a dollar to a million
In a trap I look like a chameleon
I don't give a f** about no n***a feelings
Got the chopper for the victims
Mumma told me to go k** em'
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, caught a mill on my wrist (damn)
That n***a burnt out
Burnt out
That n***a burnt out
On a highway with hundred pounds
That n***a burnt out
Young n***a trap out his Mumma's house
That n***a burnt out
That n***a burnt out
Burnt out
Damn that n***a burnt out
[Verse 2: Takeoff]
The n***a walking with a dirty stick
Burnt out he looking sick
Robbing, finessing everything [?]
That n***a [?] cause he's taking sh**
That n***a fifteen and he with the sh**
His brother just caught a chop for a brick
He sent the little b**h on a trip
To pick up some sh** from the Mexicans
Momma preaching like a reverend
He a rookie wanna be a veteran
All he wanted was a necklace
And his his trap game be excellence
He like the boot of a Hannah Montana
Young n***a burnt out like I blew out the candles
No ski-mask got it bad but she said f** the cameras
Rocking with a dirty [?]
[Hook: Quavo]
You turn a dollar to a million
In a trap I look like a chameleon
I don't give a f** about no n***a feelings
Got the chopper for the victims
Mumma told me to go k** em'
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, caught a mill on my wrist (damn)
That n***a burnt out
Burnt out
That n***a burnt out
On a highway with hundred pounds
That n***a burnt out
Young n***a trap out his Mumma's house
That n***a burnt out
That n***a burnt out
Burnt out
Damn that n***a burnt out