Dreamcast Flex

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Original God] God I'll be the one that you see Pullin' up with a 500 loli's up on me I'm strapped up to the chest With my squad feelin' blessed And my wrist lookin' cold Arizona ice tea My shooters artistic there lookin' for bitches My [?] postin' up feelin' mystiqe Still spitting' bars with the flow I'm takin' your hoe and showin' up kickin' the door in Bitch I'ma kill Bitch I'ma killer for real Bitch I'ma killer for real When I'm makin' a deal on the track lookin' trill I ain't dealin' dope only dealin' with phons When they play me in games always losing smash bros Catch me at [?] Only time I have 7 is if she's [?] [Verse 2: Bella Lugxsi] [?] [Verse 3: GG Neeks] Always on me like white girl But I'm fuckin' tonight I usually fuck a pipe girl So she suckin' tonight These [?] hoes got twice of my wealth So I swim in that pussy like I'm Michael Phelps Give her good dick so she know nothing else We can work shit [?] Yeah I cast spells Bitches on me you know I got [?] Creepin' up out the cut with my g's [?] ain't free you preach what you preach But I don't see no heat You not shootin' up frees Family hungry I'm makin' beats Sick of these roaches all under me sheets If I spit it I live it You know I'm getting [?] Shoutout [?] bitch