Burnt Out - Migos

Hey you remember that young nigga we seen in the hood

Aha, hell yeah

That nigga burnt out

You remember he came out and told me that shit man

You turn a dollar to a million

In a trap I look like a chameleon

I don’t give a fuck about no nigga feelings

Got the chopper for the victims

Mumma told me to go kill 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, quarter mill on my wrist (damn)

That nigga burnt out

Burnt out

That nigga burnt out

On a highway with hundred pounds

That nigga burnt out

Young nigga trap out his Mumma’s house

That nigga burnt out

That nigga burnt out

Burnt out

Damn that nigga burnt out

Twelve got him in interrogation

But he burnt out he ain’t singing

They’ll give a young nigga a life sentence

If they ever find a fucking banger

He a young nigga 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 Angles

Hit the pot at every angle

In the kitchen and I’m cookin' Topanga

I don’t really fuck with strangers

Never know he could be singing

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

You turn a dollar to a million

In a trap I look like a chameleon

I don’t give a fuck about no nigga feelings

Got the chopper for the victims

Mumma told me to go kill 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 nigga burnt out

Burnt out

That nigga burnt out

On a highway with hundred pounds

That nigga burnt out

Young nigga trap out his Mumma’s house

That nigga burnt out

That nigga burnt out

Burnt out

Damn that nigga burnt out

The nigga walking with a dirty stick

Burnt out he looking sick

Robbing, finessing everything in sight

That nigga Debo cause he’s taking shit

Young nigga fifteen and he with the shit

His brother just caught a charge for a brick

He sent the little bitch on a trip

To pick up some shit from the Mexicans

Momma preaching like a reverend

He a rookie wanna be a veteran

All he wanted was a necklace

And his trap game be excellence

He like the boot of the Hannah Montana

Young nigga burnt out like I blew out the candles

No ski-mask got a bag but she said fuck the cameras

Walking with a dirty stick long as an antenna

You turn a dollar to a million

In a trap I look like a chameleon

I don’t give a fuck about no nigga feelings

Got the chopper for the victims

Mumma told me to go kill em'

So I’m in 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 nigga burnt out

Burnt out

That nigga burnt out

On a highway with hundred pounds

That nigga burnt out

Young nigga trap out his Mumma’s house

That nigga burnt out

That nigga burnt out

Burnt out

Damn that nigga burnt out