Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
HANNAH LAMM
Songwriter
NICHOLAS ANDERBERY
Songwriter
Lyrics
Burnt out
Thought I'd come back but I'm worse now
Ya, blood in the street, start a war now
Bitch I take everything I deserve now
Don't care cause I live in the fast lane
Ya, call me what you want, don't affect me
Boy, do what I say, don't stress me
I'm a bad lil bitch don't test me
B-B-Burnt out
Thought I'd come back but I'm worse now
Ya, blood in the street, start a war now
Bitch I take everything I deserve now
Don't care cause I live in the fast lane
Ya, call me what you want, don't affect me
Boy, do what I say, don't stress me
I'm a bad lil bitch don't test me, bitch
(Milli Smoke, aye)
He pray I sit on his lap, uh
He want hit it from the back, yeah
He say I look like a snack, yeah
I like the sound when it claps, aye
Booty juicy
I'm too choosey
We mix it up like we making a smoothie
He stay with me even though I get moody
I like my cherries like his name is Ruby
If the boy packing ima fuck him like a nympho
Boy so dumb I can probably sell him crypto, aye
Got my degree, no bimbo aye
They can't even rap to the tempo, uh
Running this shit while I sip slow, uh
Try to get me out but I won't go, aye
Bitches stay stuck like Velcro, uh
I'm at the top can't let go, bitch
I'm at the top can't let go, bitch
I'm at the top can't let go
B-B-Burnt out
Thought I'd come back but I'm worse now
Ya, blood in the street, start a war now
Bitch I take everything I deserve now
Don't care cause I live in the fast lane
Ya, call me what you want, don't affect me
Boy, do what I say, don't stress me
I'm a bad lil bitch don't test me, bitch
Yeah
If you wasn't broke with me
Don't try to roll with me
Don't try to smoke wit me, please, aye
Move like a ski
I do this with ease
Put that blood right on the leaves aye
I just do me
They cannot compete
He feeding me grapes on the beach ya
Legs around you like an acrobatic
Baby, this ain't no tease, ha
Ima ride the dick
Like a cowgirl
I'm throw it back
Heard he speak in tongues
He calling me his outta town girl
Don't like the odds but he know I'm one
He after nuts just like a squirrel but if I ain't first then he don't cum
Lately I been like fuck the world
I been grinding baby now my time is up
I'm at the top can't let go, bitch
I'm at the top can't let go
B-B-Burnt out
Thought I'd come back but I'm worse now
Ya, blood in the street, start a war now
Bitch I take everything I deserve now
Don't care cause I live in the fast lane
Ya, call me what you want, don't affect me
Boy, do what I say, don't stress me
I'm a bad lil bitch don't test me, bitch, uh
BURNT OUT!
Writer(s): Hannah Lamm
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