Burn Slow (feat. Rae Sremmurd)

Burn slow, burn slow

Burn slow, burn slow

Burn slow, burn slow

Burn slow, burn slow

Burn slow

Nobody open the door

Homie, I blow by the O

Burning it down, good shit is all that I know

I don't had all that before

Shawty a pro

Told her get down on the floor

She take it all in her throat

She wanna go

Smell the weed all in my clothes

Fuck her, don't need her no more

Six in a row, get a bitch, give her the bone

Break her like six in them stones

**** so cold

Thinking I sit in the snow

I keep a bitch getting stoned

Smoke in my home

All my whips covered in chrome

All my dips love giving dome

Get it to go

Back to my crib stuffing cones

Y'all either kids or my clones

We turnt up on marijuana and champagne

Them **** talk 'bout who they are, but they don't do a thing

Can't tell me I ain't drunk, I'm on that water in a cup

Different strokes, find me a bitch I can poke

I'ma go get me an O and

Burn slow, burn slow

Burn slow, burn slow

Burn slow, burn slow

Burn slow, burn slow

Got a couple thousand dollars and some change rolled up

I get money every day so everything's on us

I got my own strain, it come with my name

Go straight to the brain, your shit ain't the same

A different lane, we sipping champagne

I been int he game, just give me a flame

She looking for change, I'm rolling up Jane

I'm balling insane, got more than six rings

In love with my slang, I'm puffing a J

A hunnid a day, come up with a play

Most of these **** be wanting to cuff on a bitch

I just be up in the way, stuff in the safe

I'm loving the race, stuck in first place

Fucker her for days

Them **** wanna talk about it but they don't wanna roll

What it takes to be a real G, they don't even know

I go to her page, she come to my place

It look like a maze, we roll up a plane

She look at my change, she start giving brain

If they ain't the gang, then we ain't the same

Burn slow, burn slow

Burn slow, burn slow

Burn slow, burn slow

Burn slow, burn slow...