Burn Bridges - Nacho Picasso

I burn bridges, yeah, I burn bridges

Traded all my friends in for ends, I’m so frigid

That ain’t ya girlfriend, that’s a girl, Lynn

I let her in and she gon' blow me like a whirlwind

It ain’t '012 but you acting like your world end

Peeking down the barrel while you’re squeezing on the pearl end

She rocking Pearl Jams, leaving in a pearl Benz

John Belushi Ray-Bans with the clear lens

Clearly not to be trusted: me and my weird friends

Bougie black chicks, punk rock, pierced skin

She a dummy, she a dunce like Kirsten

Cuz I’mma run through every one of her fierce friends

I’m not a rapper, I’m a raptor

I don’t run from trouble, I’m running after

I’ll turn your shit off like Master Blaster

My cookbook one recipe: for disaster

And I’m a good look, your girl look… ask her

Like you picking out beats, now you wanna slap her

I burn bridges, yeah, I burn bridges

Traded all my friends in for ends, I’m so frigid

Nacho Picasso, Pocahontas wanna talk to him

She on my peace pipe, love my Air Moccasins

Course they watching him, the boy’s from Washington

He spend the Franklins, ignores the Washingtons

Bad girls from the club watching Oxygen

He a hound, blowing pounds, you should box with him

Heard that Chevy transform like Megan Fox with him

Never dropped a dime, but dumped lots of tens

She got a booty like lumps in the bumps

Now I got her in the Trump’s taking blunts… huh

And I be walking like my pockets got the mumps

Cuz I just ate another nigga’s lunch… thanks, chump!

No porn star… I work so hard

More classic cars than a tow yard

Send a finger in her box, fuck a postcard

Ego so big, I don’t need no co-stars

I burn bridges, yeah, I burn bridges

Traded all my friends in for ends, I’m so frigid