Yeah, you're burnt, you're burnt, you burn me up
You're burnt, you're burning me out
I've heard it all before
I've heard it all before
Givenchy heels and cigarettes
You look the part you play
I've seen it all before
I've seen it all before

I heard what you talkin' 'bout
Problems through word of mouth, can't see us workin' out
The baggage is pilin' up, you do not smile enough
Don't feel the vibe with you
You change your design, I arrange, put the time in
I'm just retirin', yeah
The jersey is hung in the rafters like Kobe's is lining up
You can just vamonos, however the night can go
Bitches are lining up in my room, I got 'em all in their robes
I'm givin' 'em all a toast, one by one like dominos
She wanted a shout out
But bitches hold grudges when they don't get what they want

You're burnt, you're burnt, you burn me up
You're burnt, you're burning me out
I've heard it all before
I've heard it all before
Givenchy heels and cigarettes
You look the part you play
I've seen it all before
I've seen it all before

Yeah, it's not a Nintendo, I won't play these games with you
I'm out at the Roosevelt, in that Bel Air with you
Get out, tip that man, 'cause you know that he needed it
I'm doin' all this charity, 'cause I needed it
I'm back in my zone, and I'm goin' Super Saiyan
All of these hoes, they wake up, look at me, sayin'
Just take me to breakfast, oh, Bear, won't you pay for it?
I take out my wallet, goddammit, I paid for it

You're burnt, you're burnt, you burn me up
You're burnt, you're burning me out
I've heard it all before
I've heard it all before
Givenchy heels and cigarettes
You look the part you play
I've seen it all before
I've seen it all before

Since we have broken up, we have not spoken much, when we keep showin' up
You deleted my social and all of my photos, you saw I was blowin' up
I am inspired by women admiring that this is just what it was
I can't define it, not reading the fine print can really just fuck you up
You had an assumption that somethin' was somethin' when really it wasn't much
A weekend subduction, finesse, then I'm done with whatever you thought it was
Don't mean to divide it, I carry the one and subtract all the other stuff
But I hate keepin' track, and I hate doin' math, so there's nowhere to sum it up

You're burnt, you're burnt, you burn me up
You're burnt, you're burning me out
I've heard it all before
I've heard it all before
Givenchy heels and cigarettes
You look the part you play
I've seen it all before
I've seen it all before