Burn (Bonus Track) - Meek Mill/Big Sean

God (Yea)

Oh God Boi (Yea)

G O O D (MMG Ni**a)

Chain all V S I ain't with the B S

Catch me in your city riding

Hard through the B X

Skinny ni**a but I do it large like a 3X

The last ni**a tried to do me wrong

Umm he checked

Right back to that money slinging

O's in the p-jects

Or prolly catchin mileage

While the pilot steer the P-Jet

Cause we next and we flex like

90PX working all night

No breaks or a 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

Threw him 20 000 dollars

Told his a** congratulations

Cause me I wasn't made for that sh*t

But I could probably hire him

And who all paid for his sh*t

And to all the hoes that was dissin'

I pray to God that you see me

I'm on a yacht getting hella' high

Smoking good that seaweed

Bad b**ch in her cha-cha grabbing

On her chi-chi's

Million dollar deals on my email you mad

As hell you ain't CC'ed

Chain all V S b**ch you knows

It's B S boy I run my city

End of story ni**a P S

All white Maybach Green Bay they packing

Y'all niggas was slackin'

'Member the hard nights we trappin'

And they say lifes a game of chess

You can play checkers all on my jacket

Cause it's Damier and we bombs away

On y'all big rappers

I say yeah ni**a I murder

That Panamera turtle back

Niggas say they want beef well

Where the f**k is my burger at

I got white was serving that

I been to jail I ain't going back

I alley oop your b**ch off

That backboard she throw it back

I slam dunk in that p**sy

Blake Griffin'd yo ho ni**a

Maybach with Ricky Ross

My chain rock like I know Jigga

That's cause I do ho shout out to my new ho

That p**sy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo

Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)

I hit the pedal

Til that motherf**ker break (til it break)

Freaky b**ches love the money I make

And to live like this you motherf**kers gotta pay

So let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn I'mma let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn (burn gasoline)

The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher

50 racks all in my pocket I want bottles

I'mma let that sh*t burn

B**ch I had one shot and I ain't blow it

Riding til the wheels fall off and they tow it

I got green on top of green damn

Its looking like I grow it

D-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra

Burn b**ch I let it burn b**ch

My money straighter

Than a motherf**king perm b**ch

No navigation you can see

It is my turn sh*t

Shorty give me all that brain

Still ain't never learned sh*t

Oh 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

I swear that mac 10 is my barbell

Finally Famous the cartel

Hit your girl in my whip

And now that p**sy got the 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's Sean Don sippin' Chandon

I got a bad b**ch with them pom pom's

My Rollie don't tick-tock your sh*t sound

Like a time bomb boom lil' b**ch

Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)

I hit the pedal

Til that motherf**ker break (til it break)

Freaky b**ches love the money I make

And to live like this you motherf**kers gotta pay

So let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn I'mma let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn (burn gasoline)

The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher

50 racks all in my pocket I want bottles

I'mma let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn

Let that sh*t burn (burn gasline)

The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher

50 racks all in my pocket I want bottles

I'mma let that sh*t burn