God’s House

Lyrics
[Intro] What? (What? What?) What? (What? What?) (Benji) What? [Chorus] Dope fiends, trap house Homework, map outs Code blue, knockouts Plea deals, cop out Guilty, that's crap out New drop, popouts New Glock, swap outs (Boom) Headtaps, that's top out Hunnid deep when we mob out Two hunnid K inside a raw house Feds kicked in the wrong house Flashbang with the dogs out Ain't find nothing but a bible So I've been telling them it's God's house Idols became rivals, they be hating on my songs now [Verse] Now ain't the time to play with me I sleep on the couch with a K on me I think the devil afraid of me It's better that you get away from me Giving no trust so no one betrayin' me Do it myself so nobody savin' me 'Member ain't nobody wanted to stay with me Now this lil' ho wanna go to L.A. with me We open like Metro 23 shot extendos (Boom) Milly said, "It gets detro" Wire taps with the echo I got a bag from the get-go Been 20 hours in the rental See I got to be an example And I'm giving fiends lil' samples Light your top, it'll melt like candles On the range, you'll change like channels Start redirecting the traffic So that means I'ma switch up the bando 2.0, and that's profit, won't give you more than you can handle Niggas plugged out with no socket And I don't really understand though He a young boy, is he credible? And I mean will he fuck up the decimals? Everything got to be on a schedule You ain't with it lil' homie, just let me know No makeup, still she's presentable And she saying my song is unforgettable I ain't putting no ho on a pedestal I ain't putting no ho on a pedestal I'm hot bitch, come fan me Hit a bad bitch, got plan B Should've saw how she ate like candy Now she saying I'm a savage like Randy Run home, I do hits like Sammy With a Glock, I'm a chef like Ramsey At the pot, took a brick out the pantry Zone wop at the door and it's Tammy [Chorus] Dope fiends, trap house Homework, map outs Code blue, knockouts Plea deals, cop out Guilty, that's crap out New drop, popouts New Glock, swap outs Headtaps, that's top out Hunnid deep when we mob out Two hunnid K inside a raw house Feds kicked in the wrong house Flashbang with the dogs out Ain't find nothing but a bible So I've been telling them it's God's house Idols became rivals, they be hating on my songs now [Outro] Yeah, on my songs now They be hating on my songs now They be hating on my.. They be hating on my songs now They be hating on my songs now They be hating on my songs now I don't know what's going on now Run up on 'em and then run down And stop
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- Bvlly