Burn It All

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Yeah, haha
 It's the drive in
 Ah, and we good
 And we good
 And we good, haha
 Pop a bottle for the girl with no boyfriend
 Drink it all, we don't care, we just order more in
 Light a blunt for the team 'cause we all here
 Take a hit and make a hit, nigga this is our year
 In the game like a playbook, zonin' out
 No idea where we're going, one day we will figure out
 Everything was meant to be, don't trip it's only bitter now
 Life is just a bitch, but don't you worry, I will sit her down
 Tell her bring the ketchup, these weenies need a dressing
 I ain't worried 'bout your hustle, boy, why you keep on pressing?
 Let me live, let me live, 'cause I will die if I don't sip
 And drink my dreams a little bit, a little more, a little this, ah
 She's the reason you just up here at the show right?
 I bring your girl out and she can stay the whole night
 If this is the good life, I'm aiming for a better one
 You're shooting for the stars, boy
 You gon' need a better gun
 'Cause tonight homie we don't give a shit, man
 Ask your girl friend, can I be your girl's friend?
 Go, go, drink it all and then some
 We gon' burn it all, don't worry 'bout your income
 'Cause tonight homie we don't give a shit, man
 Ask your girl friend, can I be your girl's friend?
 Go, go, drink it all and then some
 We gon' burn it all don't worry 'bout your income
 Over here we only really party with the baddest
 And with you is when she turns into an actress
 Showin' up, you know what, we gon' do this damn thing
 Roll it up, smoke it up, it's pulling like a hamstring
 Crewnecks, snapback, Nixon on my wrist, man
 I am not a hipster, sister, I just do some hip things
 Every night is minus Christ
 Boy, I pray to God and I did not sell my soul I just gave him all we got
 See this jager got a biddy, better tell her 'bout my city
 And that diddy shit we smoke, I'll puff a cloud of something biggie
 I'm 20 years young, livin' reckless with my friends
 And if you forgot your wallet just tell Ralph he's got the spends (Haha)
 Waiting for that night, yeah, I think about it all
 It's a red carpet moment when these lights begin to call
 Me and my girl chilling, smiling with the pros
 We're just looking at the camera hopin' everybody shows (Ah-ah)
 'Cause tonight homie we don't give a shit, man
 Ask your girl friend, can I be your girl's friend?
 Go, go, drink it all and then some
 We gon' burn it all don't worry 'bout your income
 'Cause tonight homie we don't give a shit, man
 Ask your girl friend, can I be your girl's friend?
 Go, go, drink it all and then some
 We gon' burn it all don't worry 'bout your income
 'Cause tonight homie we don't give a shit, man
 Ask your girl friend, can I be your girl's friend?
 Go, go, drink it all and then some
 We gon' burn it all don't worry 'bout your income
 

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Duration
03:12
Key
6
Tempo
152 BPM

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