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