Burn (Explicit)

God Yea

Oh God Yea

G O O D

Chain all VS

I ain't with the BS

Catch me in the city riding hard through the BX

Skinny ni**a but I do it large like a 3X

The last ni**a that tried to do me wrong uhm he checked

Right back to that money slinging Os in the Pjects

I'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steer the P-jet

Because we next and we flex

Like 90PX working all night

No breaks or recess

Vroom Vroom

Yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex

B**ch I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius

My cousin finished school

Can't believe he graduated

I threw him 20 thousand dollars

Told his a** congratulations

Cause me I wasn't made for that sh*t

But I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his sh*t

And to all the hoes that was dissing

I pray to god that you see me

I'm on the yacht getting hella high

Smoking good that seaweed

Bad b**ch and her chacha grabbing on her chi chi's

Million dollars bills on my email

You mad a** hell you ain't CC'd

Chain all VS

B**ch you know its BS

Boy I run my city

End of story Ni**a PS

All white maybach

Green Bay they pack

Y'all niggas was slackin

Remember the hard nights of me trappin

And they say life's a game of chess

You can play checkers all on my jacket

Because it Donny Ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers

I say yeah ni**a I murder that

Pen em ear and serve em back

Niggas say they want beef

Well well the f**ks my burgers at

I got white was serving that

I been to jail Ain't going back

I alley-ooped your b**ch off that backboard

She throw it back

I slammed dunk in that p**sy

Blake Griffin'd your hoe ni**a

Maybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga

That's cause I do hoe

Shout out to my new hoe

That p**sy pink like Nuvo

And I dogged that Khujo

Niggas want talk

What they gone say

I hit the pedal til that muthaf**ka break

Freaky b**ches love the money I make

And to live like this

You muthaf**kas gotta pay

So let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn

Gasoline

The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher

50 racks all in my pocket all the bottles

I'ma let that sh*t burn

B**ch I had one shot and ain't blow it

Ridin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it

I got green on top of green

Damn it's lookin' like I grew it

D-Town The hood behind me like a King Cobra

Burn B**ch

I let it burn b**ch

My money straighta than a motherf**kin' perm b**ch

No navigation you can see that is my turn sh*t

Shorty give me all that brain and still

Ain't never learn sh*t

That's your girl

Damn ni**a you ain't learn sh*t

She naked in my studio

I'm on that Howard Stern Sh*t

Yep I swear that Mack 10 is barbell

Finally famous the cartel

Hit your girl in my whip and now

That p**sy got that new car smell

Same sh*t different day

I ain't broke no more it's a different day

Don't turn me down I got sh*t to say

My purp strong like it's lifting weights

It Sean Don sippin' Chandon

I got a bad b**ch with them pom poms

My rolly don't tick tock you sh*t sound like a time bomb

BOOOM

Little B**ch

Niggas want talk

What they gone say

I hit the pedal til that muthaf**ka break

Freaky b**ches love the money I make

And to live like this

You muthaf**kas gotta pay

So let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn

Gasoline

The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher

50 racks all in my pocket all the bottles

I'ma let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn

Gasoline

The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher

50 racks all in my pocket all the bottles

I'ma let that sh*t burn