Released on September 11, 2012

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[Intro: Big Sean & (Meek Mill)]

God (Yeah)

Oh God, boi (Yeah)

G.O.O.D. (MMG, nigga)

[Verse 1: Meek Mill, Big Sean, Meek Mill & Big Sean]

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

Catch me in your city riding hard through the B-X

Skinny nigga but I do it large like a 3X

The last nigga tried to do me wrong, umm, he checked

Right back to that money slinging O's in the p-jects (Yeah)

Or probably catchin' mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet (Woah)

Cause we next and we flex like...


[Verse 2: Big Sean]

90PX (Woah), working all night no breaks or a recess

Vroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex

Bitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius (Swerve)

My cousin finished school can't believe he graduated (Boi)

Threw him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations (Ah)

Cause me? I wasn't made for that shit

But I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit

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 bitch 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., bitch, you know it's B.S

Boy, I run my city


[Verse 3: Meek Mill]

End of story, nigga P.S.

All white Maybach, Green Bay they packing

Y'all niggas was slackin', 'member the hard nights we trappin'

And they say life's a game of chess

You can play checkers all on my jacket

Cause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all bitch rappers

I say yeah, nigga, I murder that, Panamera turtle back

Niggas say they want beef, well, where the fuck is my burger at?

I got white, was serving that, I been to jail, I ain't going back

I alley-oop your bitch off that backboard, she throw it back

I slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffin'd your ho, nigga

Maybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga

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

That pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that; Cujo

[Chorus: Big Sean & Meek Mill, Big Sean & Meek Mill]

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

I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)

Freaky bitches love the money I make

And to live like this, you motherfuckers gotta pay

So let that shit burn (Burn), let that shit burn (Burn, gasoline)

I'ma let that shit burn (Burn), let that shit burn (Burn, gasoline!)

The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher

50 racks all in my pocket, I want bottles, I'ma let that shit burn

(Swerve, swerve, boy)

[Verse 4: Big Sean & Meek Mill]

Bitch, 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 it's looking like I grow it

D-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra

Burn bitch, I let it burn bitch

My money straighter than a motherfucking perm, bitch

No navigation you can see it is my turn shit (swerve, swerve)

Shorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit


[Verse 5: Big Sean]

Oh that's your girl? Damn nigga, you ain't learn shit

She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit

I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel

Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell

Same shit, different day, I ain't broke no more, it's a different day

Don't turn me down, I got shit to say

My purp strong like it's lifting weights

It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon

I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's

My Rollie don't tick-tock, your shit sound like a time bomb

Boom!

Lil' bitch...

[Chorus: Big Sean & Meek Mill, Big Sean & Meek Mill]

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

I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)

Freaky bitches love the money I make

And to live like this, you motherfuckers gotta pay

So let that shit burn (Burn), let that shit burn (Burn, gasoline)

I'ma let that shit burn, let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)

The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher

50 racks all in my pocket, I want bottles, I'ma let that shit burn

Let that shit burn

I'ma let that shit burn, let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)

The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher

50 racks all in my pocket, I want bottles, I'ma let that shit burn