Burn Out Songtext
von YMF

I′m in my car driving fast
5 in the back
Got that drop top spinnin'
You gon′ lose, end up last
I'm in my car driving fast
200 on my dash
Got drop top spinnin'
All my brothers got my back, aye
Burn out, burn out, burn out
Spinning, spinning, burn out
Burn out, burn out, burn out
Start it, we gon′ burn out


Take off, Imma take down
Car fast, never slow down
Man I′m doing this since the playground
I'm with the thugs
I′m with the plug
I plug it in, I got the drugs
You like a bug
She wanna fuck
I tell her: "Baby girl, show me your love", aye
Fuck it up, I got the bands, aye
Motherfucker in that coupe, aye
Motherfucker I'm on cash, aye
Motherfucker in the hood, aye
You get a stack and you splash (Splash)
I get a check and I stack (Cash)
I got the 5 in the back (Five)
I got a 9 in the dash
I′m in a Benz
Where is your mans?
Man, he should back up (Back up)
I get a check, I got the cash
My money stacked up (Stacked up)
Hit the garage, upgrade my car
Man it's a check up (Check)
Run for the feds, my car is fast
My team is gang up

I′m in my car driving fast
5 in the back
Got that drop top spinnin'
You gon' lose, end up last
I′m in my car driving fast
200 on my dash
Got drop top spinnin′
All my brothers got my back, aye
Burn out, burn out, burn out
Spinning, spinning, burn out
Burn out, burn out, burn out
Start it, we gon' burn out


Going fast my wheels are spinning
ABS on, baby we ain′t slipping (Nah)
So much sauce, aye, baby yeah we dripping (Drip, drip)
Give me that white, aye, yeah man Imma flip it
Yeah we run, ain't no sport (Sport)
Yeah I′m ballin' in the court (Ball)
Yeah, press the button to start (Start)
Yeah I′m racing to the charts (Skrt)
I got your bitch in my cockpit
I hit her man with a chopstick
You still a kid, 'cause you shoplift
I turn a show to a mosh pit
Yeah I'm like Johnny, they wanna test
I′m going fast
You end up last (What?)
I let you rest
I′m feeling stressed
I get a check
I'm feeling blessed (Blessed)
Motherfucker yeah I′m back (Back)
Mi amigo walking strapped (Yeah)
Ain't no chopper, but a mac (Brrt)
Kilo killers in the back

I′m in my car driving fast
5 in the back
Got that drop top spinnin'
You gon′ lose, end up last
I'm in my car driving fast
200 on my dash
Got drop top spinnin'
All my brothers got my back, aye
Burn out, burn out, burn out
Spinning, spinning, burn out
Burn out, burn out, burn out
Start it, we gon′ burn out

Burn out, Burn out, Burn out, Out