BURBS
 作词 : Navraj Goraya/Wesley Tyler Glass
 作曲 : Navraj Goraya/Wesley Tyler Glass
 (Wheezy outta here)

 Drivin' in foreigns, my rims so big, the lifts be scrapin' the curb (Skrrt)
 I'm the man, I swapped my last ho out 'cause she get on my nerves (Get)
 Walk in the store, I spend a lot, what I'm makin' is absurd
 Used to spend all day in the projects, now I'm tucked up in the 'burbs
 Pull up on my opps and I'ma hit 'em where it hurt
 Pour a deuce in a Fanta, I'm a fiend for pourin' syrup
 Soon as my plane touch down, I turn my phone on and it chirp
 Sometimes I don't wanna see no one for days, on do not disturb

 You could try me if you want, but the last one died and got put on a shirt
 I been in the game seven years, but I was high, so it's all a blur
 Got right, I'm gettin' a lot, but I still ain't get what I deserve
 Lost a watch, it cost me so damn much, thank God I had it insured
 These racks too big, can't fold up, in a Trackhawk, doin' donuts
 They pay me to be a loner, just a young life full of stoners
 Take a G6 and I blast off, when I ****, I'm rubbin' her mask out
 You get touched from how I manage, told myself, "I'm doin' damage"

 Drivin' in foreigns, my rims so big, the lifts be scrapin' the curb (Skrrt)
 I'm the man, I swapped my last ho out 'cause she get on my nerves (Get)
 Walk in the store, I spend a lot, what I'm makin' is absurd
 Used to spend all day in the projects, now I'm tucked up in the 'burbs
 Pull up on my opps and I'ma hit 'em where it hurt
 Pour a deuce in a Fanta, I'm a fiend for pourin' syrup
 Soon as my plane touch down, I turn my phone on and it chirp
 Sometimes I don't wanna see no one for days, on do not disturb