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God Yea
Oh God Yea
G O O D
Chain all VS
I ain't with the BS
Catch me in the city riding hard through the BX
Skinny ni**a but I do it large like a 3X
The last ni**a that tried to do me wrong uhm he checked
Right back to that money slinging Os in the Pjects
I'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steer the P-jet
Because we next and we flex
Like 90PX working all night
No breaks or recess
Vroom Vroom
Yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex
B**ch 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 a** congratulations
Cause me I wasn't made for that sh*t
But I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his sh*t
And to all the hoes that was dissing
I pray to god that you see me
I'm on the yacht getting hella high
Smoking good that seaweed
Bad b**ch and her chacha grabbing on her chi chi's
Million dollars bills on my email
You mad a** hell you ain't CC'd
Chain all VS
B**ch you know its BS
Boy I run my city
End of story Ni**a PS
All white maybach
Green Bay they pack
Y'all niggas was slackin
Remember the hard nights of me trappin
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 ni**a I murder that
Pen em ear and serve em back
Niggas say they want beef
Well well the f**ks my burgers at
I got white was serving that
I been to jail Ain't going back
I alley-ooped your b**ch off that backboard
She throw it back
I slammed dunk in that p**sy
Blake Griffin'd your hoe ni**a
Maybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga
That's cause I do hoe
Shout out to my new hoe
That p**sy pink like Nuvo
And I dogged that Khujo
Niggas want talk
What they gone say
I hit the pedal til that muthaf**ka break
Freaky b**ches love the money I make
And to live like this
You muthaf**kas gotta pay
So let that sh*t burn
Let that sh*t burn
Let that sh*t burn
Let that sh*t burn
Gasoline
The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher
50 racks all in my pocket all the bottles
I'ma let that sh*t burn
B**ch I had one shot and ain't blow it
Ridin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it
I got green on top of green
Damn it's lookin' like I grew it
D-Town The hood behind me like a King Cobra
Burn B**ch
I let it burn b**ch
My money straighta than a motherf**kin' perm b**ch
No navigation you can see that is my turn sh*t
Shorty give me all that brain and still
Ain't never learn sh*t
That's your girl
Damn ni**a you ain't learn sh*t
She naked in my studio
I'm on that Howard Stern Sh*t
Yep I swear that Mack 10 is barbell
Finally famous the cartel
Hit your girl in my whip and now
That p**sy got that new car smell
Same sh*t different day
I ain't broke no more it's a different day
Don't turn me down I got sh*t to say
My purp strong like it's lifting weights
It Sean Don sippin' Chandon
I got a bad b**ch with them pom poms
My rolly don't tick tock you sh*t sound like a time bomb
BOOOM
Little B**ch
Niggas want talk
What they gone say
I hit the pedal til that muthaf**ka break
Freaky b**ches love the money I make
And to live like this
You muthaf**kas gotta pay
So let that sh*t burn
Let that sh*t burn
Let that sh*t burn
Let that sh*t burn
Gasoline
The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher
50 racks all in my pocket all the bottles
I'ma let that sh*t burn
Let that sh*t burn
Let that sh*t burn
Let that sh*t burn
Gasoline
The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher
50 racks all in my pocket all the bottles
I'ma let that sh*t burn
Burn (Tribute to Meek Mill & Big Sean) - Party Hit Kings