god Lyrics

Fuck you bitch!

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Bitch, Woo, Woo, woah

Oh woah, oh woah, let's go

Man, what the fuck goin' on, Maajins?

I get the bands like it's nothing, yeah

H-Had to turn nothing to something, yeah

These bitches makin' assumptions, yeah

You get the bag and you fumblin', yeah

When I get the bag, I tumble it, huh

Ballin' like Andre Drummond, yeah

Pull out the, uh (Shit) she runnin', yeah

You made a band, that's nothing, yeah

Prada, Dolce, Chrome Heart, Louis (Yeah)

Niggas snitchin', Ratatouille

Had us finding, nothin' to me (Yeah)

Silly, ratty, ah, Loony

Bitch a M.I.L.F., big boobs

Take Off-Take off in that Umizoomi

This beat hit, bass boomin'

I'm a God, I ain't losin' (Woo)

Bitch a thot, you know she choosin'

I'm high as fuck, peep how I'm movin' (Yeah)

Two Xans', I'm snoozin'

Who the fuck you think you foolin'? (Bitch)

Bitch, I ain't no dumb nigga

She just wanna have fun, nigga

So tired of these bum niggas

She said she don't trust niggas

She said I'm a fuck nigga (Huh)

Play wit' me get fucked, nigga

AMG truck, nigga

Ho, You know I'm real trippin'

I don't love no bitch

Why you on that broke shit?

Niggas think they know shit? (Bitch)

Here's yo L, nigga, hold it (Uh-huh)

I was just startin' to focus

Sippin' that lean thats my potion (Bitch)

I put that bitch on a whole list

Where is yo bitches?; you hoe-less

Gotta remind, all of you niggas, I'm better than you (Ha)

Oh, that's yo' bitch, oh, that's yo' boo?

I'm fuckin' her too (Yeah)

I get so high, outta my mind, nigga, i'm over the roof (Yeah, Yeah)

I got them bitches on bitches, on bitches

(Yeah) on bitches, on bitches I'm stuck in a loop

These niggas mad that I'm takin' they ho' Lil Geo so rude (Yeah)

These niggas mad cause' I'm fuckin' they ho they look like a fool (Ahh)

Big ass "X-E" on me it go fye (It go fye)

VVS on me make that boy blind like, Ahh (Yeah)

Ho' don't waste my time (Uh)

That boy outta line (He outta line)

Tony Hawk shit, bitch, I've been on that grind (Yeah)

Dis' shit I design, givin' my piece of mind (Yeah)

Money still be stretching, elastic, that shit recline (Woo)

I get the bands like it's nothing, yeah

H-Had to turn nothing to something, yeah

These bitches makin' assumptions, yeah

You get the bag and you fumblin', yeah

Prada, Dolce, Chrome Heart, Louis (Yeah)

Niggas snitchin', Ratatouille

Had us finding, nothin' to me

Silly, ratty, ah, Loony

Aight, yeah man, ay man

I don't give a fuck about shit

I'm still doing my thing man

If you hating on me, suck my dick

I don't give a fuck about nothing bitch

Yeah