Casper Sun and Chow Mane - Burberry

move to the side i was feelin hella bent
tryna cope a rhyme i was feelin hella spent
It's irrelevant, dick like an elephant
hard to ignore, but my trunks got benefits,
better yet, let me slip on over, i got etiquette,
fork on the right, we ain't gotta split,
money in my wallet,
call it cabbage in the pussy,
I been fuckin in a hurry
cint no cuffin february
Catchin snow on my burberry

tell me it how it really be
tell me is you feeling me
nexk fresh with that new ap,
about to put it on my baby

ive been tryna get the fuck up out my feelings,
tryna write a warm up just to hide my feelings
never make my shit somebody's else business
keep ya shit a hunnet, keep it bottled from the mornin
like i'm fresh [shout's like i'm fresh]
like i'm fresh [shout's like i'm fresh]
jumpin out the shower into press
suit shorts lookin like chasin checks
shimmy with the cohorts, we about to make a mess

hiroshima when i go land
i just woke up with a band
crashin my waves on ur plan,
no i'm not mad,
in and out of these xans
i just came back from japan
hanging with mans
up and out of this dance

wont you give em a chance
[ayy nah]
won't you give em a chance
[ayy nah]

I seen how they write
sound way too tight
cause they're aiming for the charts,
give a fuck about a heart
fuck a clout chasing backpacker drunk off the limelight
i've been tossing back smoke, give my neighbors a night fright

torchin these roads like im on on a roll,
checkin my teeth, in my two door
pinky ring part of my uniform
pink matter is mine as much as yours
love and survival, i been yours
come for my neck and i'll fade yur
pink matter on me i been borned
2019 my brain's torn

Written by:
EDWARD CHAO

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