เนื้อเพลง Burn - Meek Mill

[Meek Mill]
MMG n*gga, chain all VS
I ain't with the BS
Catch me in the city riding hard through the BX
Skinny n*gga, but I do it large like a 3X
The last n*gga 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…

[Big Sean]
Like 90PX, working all night
No breaks or recess
Vroom, Vroom
Yeah, I know my car sound like a T-Rex
B*tch 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 ass 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*tch and her chacha, grabbing on her chi chi's
Million dollars bills on my email
You mad ass hell you ain't CC'd
Chain all VS
B*tch you know its BS
Boy I run my city

[Meek Mill]
End of story, N*gga PS
All white maybach
Green Bay they pack
Y'all n*ggas 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 n*gga I murder that
Pen em ear and serve em back
N*ggas say they want beef
Well well the f*cks my burgers at
I got white, was serving that
I been to jail, Ain't going back
I alley-ooped your b*tch off that backboard
She throw it back
I slammed dunk in that p*ssy
Blake Griffin'd your hoe n*gga
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*ssy pink like Nuvo
And I dogged that, Khujo

[Big Sean]
N*ggas want talk
What they gone say
I hit the pedal til that muthaf*cka break
Freaky b*tches love the money I make
And to live like this
You muthaf*ckas 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

[Big Sean]
B*tch, 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

[Meek Mill]
Burn, B*tch
I let it burn b*tch
My money straighta than a motherf*ckin' perm b*tch
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

[Big Sean]
Oh that's your girl,
Damn n*gga 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*ssy 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*tch with them pom poms
My rolly don't tick tock, you sh*t sound like a time bomb
BOOOM…
Little B*tch…

[Big Sean]
N*ggas want talk
What they gone say
I hit the pedal til that muthaf*cka break
Freaky b*tches love the money I make
And to live like this
You muthaf*ckas gotta pay
So let that sh*t burn

[Meek Mill]
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

[Meek Mill]
N*ggas want talk
What they gone say
I hit the pedal til that muthaf*cka break
Freaky b*tches love the money i make
And to live like this
You muthaf*ckas 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…burn