Bitchmob Preacher

Lyrics

I dont even write my lyrics i go crazy as fuck I dont even write my lyrics i just spit shit off the top Your bitch at my crib and she gonna give me top Based boy season acid souljah on top Based boy season i be with the bitchmob I might catch a body for the bitchmob I might catch a homi for the bitchmob Bitch wanna fuck cause she know im bitchmob She tryna spend my money that gon make my dick soft She tryna come to the crib bitch kick rocks I know im the shit and im finna be on top Im egotistical and conceded as fuck Lookin in the mirror i look pretty as fuck Lookin in the mirror and i look just like god Lookin in the mirror and i look like jesus christ I ain't gonna lie im the new jеsus christ If he came back i would crucify him twice I just robbеd a white plug and his name was bryce Finessed him for a cart and i sold his mom ice Im buyin what i want i dont care about the price I spaz on every song i dont even gotta try I could probably fuck your bitch i dont even gotta try Im the hardest out here doin this i put that on my life Im just tryna blow up and retire with my wife