Religious ft. Deverano, Lil Naro & Goji Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I just got the pack, yeah

I just, I just got the pack, yeah

I just got the pack so I'ma fuck around and flip it

I just met a fan and she gon' fuck me for a picture

I need all you boys to stay the fuck out of my business

Point that chopper to his face and watch him get religious, oh yeah

He dropped down to his knees, prayed to Allah

He dropped down to his knees, prayed to Buddha

Don’t worry, you just hope you close to God, yeah

So dirty, you about to know my shooters

See, I got a wrist and I make it glisten

She wanna fuck me, yeah

Two crucifixes 'cause I’m a Christian

But a lil' rusty, yeah

He crossed the line and now the reaper coming, yeah

There really ain’t no point in running, yeah

It get risky so don’t get too close

They really wanna get me gone

You dissing, oh just let me know

I'ma get you blown

Semi-god, check the name

That’s that summer baby

Jesus Cristo, bless my game

Watch me on the daily

Estoy loco por dinero

Basically I’m crazy

Que se jode if you ain’t 'bout it

Don’t act like you made me (No)

I done paid my dues and tolls

What you really about?

I ain’t have to sell my soul

Just to get the clout

All my niggas really grown

You ain’t even count

Want me headlining your shows?

That’s a big amount

Half a Xan, I can feel the nimbus under me

Copped a bag, scooping Raja cuz he roll with me

Wow, they mad but they pussy tryna come for me

Paid admission to the game, fuck your cover fee, yeah

I just got the pack so I'ma fuck around and flip it

I just met a fan and she gon' fuck me for a picture

I need all you boys to stay the fuck out of my business

Point that chopper to his face and watch him get religious, oh yeah

He dropped down to his knees, prayed to Allah

He dropped down to his knees, prayed to Buddha

Don’t worry, you just hope you close to God, yeah

So dirty, you about to know my shooters

Yeah, take that boy to church

Pray to God, I don't put him in the dirt

Put him on a shirt, now he in a hearse

Yeah, my love is rage, Lil Uzi Vert, uh

Fuck yo love, yeah, yeah that's 'cause you broke my trust

Open up, yeah bitch that's why we broken up

Get that money, get that money, stack it up

Throw that back, bust it down, now shake it up

Yeah, hoes be fuckin' for a check

I charge a thousand

Just to tell her boyfriend, "Bro, she stressed"

Drippin' these diamonds, they all on my neck

Play with this shit, you get sent back to God

Ride with some niggas that's ready to ride

My brother died so we ready to slide

It's hammer time so I'm totin' a 9

Know we trap up on the corner

Got the pack I sell to homeless

Fuckin' that bitch, I'ma pass to the homies

I'm totin' that Smith with a 30 on it

Just got that pack so you know that I'm flippin' it

Beat up the pot and the pan, know I'm whippin' it

I got a bitch and I took her to Tiffany's

Fuckin' this bitch then I had an epiphany

This bitch said she want the finer things

These hoes can't get no diamond rings

Bitch I'm hot like climate change

She calling my phone and I'm watchin' it ring

My heart too numb with Novacane

I'm crashin' off a Hydroplane

This bitch won't get another thing

Pull up to Magic, I'm makin' it rain

I just got the pack so I'ma fuck around and flip it

I just met a fan and she gon' fuck me for a picture

I need all you boys to stay the fuck out of my business

Point that chopper to his face and watch him get religious, oh yeah

He dropped down to his knees, prayed to Allah

He dropped down to his knees, prayed to Buddha

Don’t worry, you just hope you close to God, yeah

So dirty, you about to know my shooters