(Niggas gonna a nap in a little bit) Burn (Get back up from a trap nap) Burn slow, burn slow (I'm burning right now) Burn (I'm at the end of the inscent) Burn slow, burn (Niggas ain't got kids) Burn slow, burn slow, slow
open the door Homie I by the "O" it down, good shit is all that I know I done had all before Shawty a pro, told her get down on the She it all in her throat She go, smell the weed all in my clothes Fuck her, don't need her no Six in a row, get a bitch, her the bone Break her 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 stuffing cones Y'all kids or my clones We up on marijuana and champagne Them niggas talk 'bout who they are, but they 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, burn slow, burn slow Burn slow, burn
Got a couple thousand dollars and some J's up I get every day so everything's on us I got my own strain, it come with my Go straight to the brain, shit ain't the same A lane, we sipping champagne I in the game, just give 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 a play Most of these be wanting to cuff on a bitch I just be up in the waist, in the safe I'm loving the race, in first place Fuck her for Them niggas wanna talk about it but they don't wanna it takes to be a real G, they don't even know I go to her page, she come to my 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