[Intro: BurnOne Breeze]
Burn One
Smoke that, Hey, Hey
Hey, Smoke That, Burn one, Blow Boy, Burn One, Burn One

[Chorus]
I ain't ever had shit but I can fuck the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them Bitches stupid swole
And them N***as hatin' on me gotta keep a fucking Pole
I ain't ever had shit but I can fuck the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them Bitches stupid swole
And them N***as hatin' on me gotta keep a fucking Pole

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
We was in the school with the sack, we ain't make the Honor Roll
My N***a had a hunnid B's, yeah you know he slanging bones
Now I'm on the stage rocking shows and fucking bad hoes
I ain't ever had shit but now I got a bankroll
Try to catch me up in traffic Hellcat got me smashing
Hood bitch up on my side and you know that bitch ratchet
Like she came up out my nuts, that bitch calling me her daddy
Hit that Lil bitch with a Trojan I ain't trying' be a papi
I was posted up with C's fuck being on the Honor Roll
My choppa holdin' double D's, I'm not gone slide but I will wipe your nose
I did my dirt up on my own, you n***as never sticking to the code
I put that pole right to his nose give me everything he fucking froze
[Chorus: BurnOne Breeze]
I ain't ever had shit but I can fuck the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them Bitches stupid swole
And them N***as hatin' on me gotta keep a fucking Pole
I ain't ever had shit but I can fuck the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them Bitches stupid swole
And them N***as hatin' on me gotta keep a fucking Pole

[Verse 2: BurnOne Breeze]
In the Benz, Imma spin the block, Imma bend the block
Got your bitch, and she giving Top, she a fucking Bop
Keep a Glock, for a fucking Opp, I'mma pop his top
Drop the Top, now I'm in the wind, fucking on her friend
Gave her dick, she said "Oh my God", like I'm heaven-sent
When I'm done, drop the Thottie off, she like where you went
Bank the Gwop, Bank The DM Bands, Bitch I'm in the trap
What's the bill, get it through the mail, got this shit for sale
Blowing dope, yeah that stupid Gas, Coffin I ain't help
Try-Tryna Rob, N***as hatin' on me that's gone be a fell
In the way, N***as in the way, get 'em out the way
Wipe his nose, 50 on my waist, I'mma let it spray (pray)

[Chorus: BurnOne Breeze]
I ain't ever had shit but I can fuck the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them Bitches stupid swole
And them N***as hatin' on me gotta keep a fucking Pole
I ain't ever had shit but I can fuck the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them Bitches stupid swole
And them N***as hatin' on me gotta keep a fucking Pole