(Niggas gonna a nap in a little bit) slow (Get back up from a trap nap) Burn slow, burn slow (I'm burning slow now) slow (I'm at the end of the inscent) Burn slow, burn slow (Niggas got kids) Burn slow, burn slow, slow
Nobody open the Homie I by the "O" Burning it down, good shit is all that I I done had all before Shawty a pro, told her get down on the She take it all in her She wanna go, smell the all in my clothes her, don't need her no more Six in a row, get a bitch, her the bone her like six in them stones Niggas so cold, I sit in the snow I keep a bitch stoned Smoke in my home, all my whips covered in All my dips giving dome Get it to go, back to my crib cones Y'all kids or my clones We up on marijuana and champagne Them niggas talk who they are, but they don't do a thing Can't tell me I ain't drunk I'm on that in the club strokes, find me a bitch I can poke go get me an "O" and
Burn slow, burn slow, burn slow Burn slow, burn Burn slow, slow
Got a couple thousand and some J's rolled up I get money every day so on us I got my own strain, it come with my Go straight to the brain, shit ain't the same A different lane, we champagne I been in the game, just me a flame She looking for change, I'm up Jane I'm insane, got more than six rings In with my slang, I'm puffing a J A hunnid a day, up with a play Most of niggas be wanting to cuff on a bitch I just be up in the waist, stuff in the I'm loving the race, in first place Fuck her for Them wanna talk about it but they don't wanna roll What it to be a real G, they don't even know I go to her page, she to my place It look like a maze, we up a plane She at my change, she start giving brain If they ain't the gang, we ain't the same