(Niggas gonna need a nap in a bit) slow (Get back up from a trap nap) Burn slow, burn slow (I'm burning slow now) Burn (I'm at the end of the inscent) Burn slow, burn (Niggas ain't got kids) Burn slow, burn slow, burn
Nobody open the Homie I by the "O" Burning it down, shit is all that I know I done had all before a pro, told her get down on the floor She take it all in her She wanna go, the weed all in my clothes Fuck her, need her no more Six in a row, get a bitch, give her the her like six in them stones Niggas so cold, thinking I sit in the I keep a bitch stoned Smoke in my home, all my covered in chrome All my dips love giving Get it to go, back to my crib stuffing Y'all kids or my clones We turnt up on and champagne Them talk 'bout who they are, but they don't do a thing tell me I ain't drunk I'm on that water in the club Different strokes, me a bitch I can poke go get me an "O" and
Burn slow, burn Burn slow, slow Burn slow, burn Burn slow, burn
Got a couple thousand dollars and J's rolled up I get money day so everything's on us I got my own strain, it with my name Go straight to the brain, your shit the same A lane, we sipping champagne I been in the game, give me a flame She for change, I'm rolling 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 these niggas be wanting to cuff on a I just be up in the waist, in the safe I'm loving the race, stuck in first Fuck her for Them niggas wanna talk about it but they wanna roll What it takes to be a G, they don't even know 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, then we the same