Burnin

My car burnin', my weed burnin'

My bitch so bad, you touch her once

She burn you

So much money I burn it

So much money I burn it

So much money I burn it

So much money I burn it

My crews are sittin' on ostrich

Smoking the... that's preposterous

You watch the hundred in my closet

On the way to the bank to make a deposit

I get dollars and money cause I deserve it

Do what a f**k I want with it cause I earned it

Roll up one hundred dollar bill, then I burn it

Put some stuff in the bag and I served it

Words is, come out of the window

Don't be such a professional when I purr

What I heard about rookies

They don't know what they be doing when they...

Get that, light it up

If you got some bad bitches, then invite them up

I burn a... and my tires is up

I know that we gonna linger

Cause ain't no telling what we gonna bring you

You wanna feel it, cover the hole, and hit it in the bone

Now release your finger

Get the full effect about the mechanism

When I hit ism I was looking through a prism

Rolling and burning, I wasn't looking high

I wanna give them the niggas that be looking through a prison

I don't take you for granted, so I blow

I'mma keep you whatever that I go

You ain't gonna tell me.. my eyes low

I don't give a f**k, I... ride slow

Everything I know burn, and my flows burn and my rings burn

And my watch burn and my truck burn

And my eyes burn and my green burn

Uhh, climb hoes yup, tell her get her bread right, last show make sure that's air-tight

Big Bern done playin around baby girl; keep a big gun on me, it's a crazy world

Can I just get money on my whole team? Break it down now I'll move the whole thing

Take break money blow it on a gold chain, in my own lane, do a hundo

Roll up, please no blunts though, see the gun smoke, when I unload

Better duck low, only run from the undo's like, f**k it it was fun though

In a black truck, with a Mac tucked, if they act up, they'll get slapped up

Pure Jack, 'bout to get wrapped up, good pack but the money gon' stack up

Took too many might O-D, I'm low-key, I'm O.G.

Xanax, and codeine, I got a girl out in that O.C.

Down low to crush, she sex a plus, she work late night and now shake her butt

She pay a thug, that's major love, count so much you got paper cuts

I might take two hundred and burn it, so much weed that I'm burnin

Hit the gas, my car burnin, I'm poppin tags, and that hard cookin

Got twelve girls and they all lookin, pull up and they all lookin

She's star struck, get your broad tooken, when she mad at you, she call Berner