Burn

God (Yeah)
Oh God (Boy)
Yeah, good, MMG nigga
Chain all VS
I ain't with the BS.
Catch me in the city riding hard through the BX.
Skinny nigga, but I do it large like a 3X.
The last nigga that tried to do me wrong
Uhm he checked.
Right back to that money slinging O's in PJ.
I'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steady preject.
Because we next and flex like...
Like 90PX, working all night
No breaks or recess Vroom Vroom.
Yeah, I know my car sound like a T-Rex
Bitch 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 ass congratulations.
Cause me, I wasn't made for that shit.
But I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his shit.
And to all the hoes that was dissing
I prayed to God that you see me.
I'm on the yacht getting hella high
Smoking good, that seaweed
Bad bitch and her chacha
Grabbing on her chee chees.
Million dollars bills on my email.
You mad ass hell you ain't cc'd
Chain all VS
Bitch you know it's BS.
Boy I run my city
End of story, nigga PS.
All white maybach
Green Bay they pack.
Y'all niggas was slackin.
Yeah, but i'm all nice new track.
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 nigga, I murder that.
Pen em ear and serve em back.
Niggas say they want beef
Well well the fuck my burgers at.
I got white, was serving that.
I been to jail, ain't going back.
I alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard.
She throw it back
I slammed off in the pussy.
Black Griffin's your hoe nigga.
Maybach with Ricky Ross, my chain rock like I know Jigga.
That's cause I do hoe
Shout out to my new hoe.
That pussy pink like Nuvo.
And I dogged that, Khujo.

Niggas want talk
What they gone say.
I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break.
Freaky bitches love the money I make
And to live like this
You muthafuckas gotta pay.
So let that shit burn
Let that shit burn
Let that shit burn
Let that shit burn.
Gasoline.
The roof on fire, i'm only gettin' higher.
50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles
I'ma let that shit burn
Bitch, I had one shot of Na blunt.
Ridin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it.
I got green on top of green
Diamonds lookin' like I grew it.
D-Town, the hood behind me like a King Cobra
Burn, bitch.
I let it burn bitch.
My money straighter than a mother fuckin' perm bitch.
No navigation, you can see that is my turn shit.
Shorty give me all that brain
And still ain't never learn shit.
Oh that; s your girl
Damn nigga you ain't learn shit.
She naked in my studio
I'm on that Howard Stern shit.
Yep, I swear that Mack 10 is barbell.
Finally famous, the cartel.
Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell
Same shit, different day.
I ain't broke no more
It's a different day.
Don't turn me down, I got shit to say
My purp strong like it's lifting weights.
It Sean Don, sippin' Chandon.
I got a bad bitch with them pom poms.
My rolly don't tick tock
You shit sound like a time bomb.
BOOOM...
Little bitch.
Niggas want talk
What they gone say.
I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break.
Freaky bitches love the money I make.
And to live like this you muthafuckas gotta pay, so let that shit burn.
Let that shit burn
Let that shit burn
Let that shit burn.
Gasoline.
The roof on fire
I'm only gettin' higher.
50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles.
I'ma let that shit burn