Lyrics Burning Up (feat. The Kid LAROI) - Nardo Wick feat. The Kid LAROI

(Damn, Trademark)

Quarter million-dollar vacation (vacation)
Bitch, this is a money conversation (oh, yeah)
Look at where I come from, it's amazing
Under California sun, on the beach gettin' faded
Doubled up my cup and it's a whole lot of dirty (yeah)
Where I'm from, I'm the first on Forbes under 30 (oh yeah)
They ain't ever seen that shit (hell nah)
Brand-new Porsche, 911, red velvet inside my whip (ah, ah, ah, ah)

Bitch I'm burnin' up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heatin' up
Suitcase for my racks, they say that duffle wasn't big enough
Sent her to the doctor 'cause her bottom wasn't big enough
I got lots of choppers for the oppers, we gon' hit 'em up (grraow, grraow, grraow)
Give it up, this a robbery, I want my style back
We don't do the woofin', go find someone else to howl at (grraow, grraow, grraow)
Big chains, swinging on my neck like a ball bat
If he try to touch it, put a hole in his ballcap (baow, baow)

Grape guts, I put purple seats in my Trackhawk
Don't get mad at me, she told me, "Hit her," that ain't my fault
General, never taking orders, I'm a big boss
If I tell 'em go, they gon' spiral like a football
Bloop-bloop, Nardo came through drippin' like a wet treat
She don't want relations, she say she just wanna sext me
Never call my phone, if you need me, better text me

Quarter million-dollar vacation (vacation)
Bitch, this is a money conversation (oh, yeah)
Look at where I come from, it's amazing
Under California sun, on the beach gettin' faded
Doubled up my cup and it's a whole lot of dirty (yeah)
Where I'm from, I'm the first on Forbes under 30 (oh yeah)
They ain't ever seen that shit (hell nah)
Brand-new Porsche, 911, red velvet inside my whip (ah, ah, ah, ah)

Bitch I'm burning up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heating up
Bitch I'm burning up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heating up
Bitch I'm burning up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heating up
Bitch I'm burning up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heating up