GOD DID Freestyle Lyrics

Uh it's CEESICC!

Made it out the water, like a nigga baptize or something

Cleaner than a newborn

It's only right I start my shit

Couldn't be nowhere without the father above

Shit might be the realest shit I ever wrote

Only GOD can judge me

Let's get it

The way I talk money, never needed braces

I love to floss too much I'm a bit abrasive

Pearly white diamonds only like my jeweler racist

Make a movie like Avatar with these blue faces

Forty/forty telling the waiter bring the crew Aces

Court side seats watching NETS play Lakers

Something foreign got me Euro stepping like I'm in Croatia

Red Bottoms like I spilled wine on my shoelaces

The devil wears Prada, I'm flyer than Satan

It's Christian on my body that make me GOD's Favorite

Means any shoe I'm in is either Dior or Louboutin

Cleaner than Pope in all white in Jerusalem

The way these blue hundreds getting cremated

Like I'm BMF, you would think me and Big Meech related

Blowing Money Fast, Rozay owes us one hundred favors

Trap house like Wingstop, these birds come in flavors

Storefronts clean the money up and leave zero traces

More stocks being brought, property with bigger acres

To the promise land for the Millie, I'm a dream chaser

Hope JAH blessing the TRAP nigga and the risk takers

The Plug did

Bless me with a key of white

So pure had the clientele yelling Jesus Christ

Fiends at the trap door a nigga couldn't sleep at night

It's a cold world so I had to hold my heater tight

Hoodie on to get my Boogie on, like I'm from High Bridge

Smoke 'em like Cigar the AR comes with my Cig

Wrist work like salt bae point me where the stove is

I Came in the game a one hundred grand strong like Hov did

That's just off of moving Ye

Then I split the Roc up cus had Biggs move to make

Dashed on the plug, like Cam he was losin' weight

Former Roc Boy but keep the Siegel on the Freeway

Dark place GOD led the way

Count my money than I count my blessings, let's pray

Cuz GOD DID

I said I count my money than I count my blessings so let's pray

I tell her if she loves me better hold me close

She gets on "demon time" when we in that Holy Ghost

Life like a bible quote, bread or wine I'm a toast

Celebrate like I just woke up from being comatose

Trap Lord in the flesh, I give nigga's more than hope

My bitch High Maintenance fucking with me never flown on coach

Glamorous life come with First Class Jack Harlow

Shop when we ain't packing a cargo

Jesus got the wheel; I just tell where the car goes

I just tell him where the car goes