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Too Burnt
Hip-Hop/Rap
Too Burnt was released on October 31, 2025 by Deadlywrld as a part of the album TT
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AlbumTT
Release DateOctober 31, 2025
LabelDeadlywrld
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ceres
Ceres
Vocals
JPG
JPG
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
CJ Comunale
CJ Comunale
Songwriter
James Grant
James Grant
Songwriter
Bradon Leuders
Bradon Leuders
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
XTCY
XTCY
Producer

Lyrics

Hey man it's a wonderful thing getting too turnt
Pussy go broke gotta get that new work
Hey I been fried out sun out too burnt
Feel like I'm waiting them tables
I gotta go get all that muhfuckin cunt served
Hey on that white like Halle Berry
Raining bullets Halliburton
All the ops be dead and buried
I'm the real X caliber
Ima be touchin that cheese like Brie
I can't go back on my word
Squeaky wheel finna get that grease
Big ass mouth finna get you burnt
Close them drapes
Light them candles
I get to boot up my system and rap
I'm on the green and purple in NYC
That wockafella pack
Walk out the store with my pack
Taking that shit off the rack and don't look back
I been tellin her there's more to life just look inside my head
She be sayin she see northern lights but we inside my crib
Well why you talkin to me like I'm not the man because I am
And I might just have to cook you put yo ass inside that pan
Mysterious illusion I put on shadow veil
Bnb been vacant she hangin from my belt
Ride by my stick like a Viking I guess that Hammerfell
Gotta get up from them paystubs so yo ice don't melt
They tell me my shit changed but it's not now
They tell me to come back but I'm hot now
They tell me I won't snipe em like it's snot now
I get money you don't
I get druggies who knows
Keep that shit like uno
Keep it pushing sumo
Keep it kicking judo
Water whipping spilled soap
Diamonds different feel so
So expensive you don't
Y'all some noodles udon
Man yall frugal new chrome
Straight yall poodle who's home
That's not Alexa that's echo
How yall sleep on Milroe
They is not your friends hoe
White boy Divenchenzo
Wait boy I needa change clothes
Woah free thug yea that's cased closed oh
Oh you think you gangsta that's real slow oh
I don't think they ballers got ring though oh
Even Wemby had Chris Paul oh
Money tall like Kristaps oh
Finger fucking molly down your bitch throat oh
Hey man it's a wonderful thing getting too turnt
Pussy go broke gotta get that new work
Hey I been fried out sun out too burnt
Feel like I'm waiting them tables
I gotta go get all that muhfuckin cunt served
Hey on that white like Halle Berry
Raining bullets Halliburton
All the ops be dead and buried
I'm the real X caliber
Ima be touchin that cheese like Brie
I can't go back on my word
Squeaky wheel finna get that grease
Big ass mouth finna get you burnt
Close them drapes
Light them candles
I get to boot up my system and rap
I'm on the green and purple in NYC
That wockafella pack
Walk out the store with my pack
Taking that shit off the rack and don't look back
I been tellin her there's more to life just look inside my head
She be sayin she see northern lights but we inside my crib
Well why you talkin to me like I'm not the man because I am
And I might just have to cook you put yo ass inside that pan
Mysterious illusion I put on shadow veil
Bnb been vacant she hangin from my belt
Ride by my stick like a Viking I guess that Hammerfell
Gotta get up from them paystubs so yo ice don't melt
Written by: Bradon Leuders, CJ Comunale, James Grant
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