Godbody

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Lofty305] You better take your time Ain't nobody takin' mine 'Cause I'm on my grind What's on my mind? The next word I'm bout to say Freestylin' in the booth with my family In a mothafuckin' room where we chillin' Lookin' at a Freebase painting trippin' Walls drippin' Beat knockin' Lofty305, yeah I dropped in Just to fuckin' spit a few words For the people of the future Have you heard about skateboards? Did you hit South Beach to skate that shit or does it not exist anymore? Is it just some history? I'm glad to be in your ears I'm complete Yeah, and I'll live forever As long as we vibin' to this shit together Cokey Shores criminal, no, nevermore Now I'm a posh gangster Four, bitches on the dick, right now Texting me It's like a mothafuckin' web of bitches Chea [Verse 2: Ruben Slikk] The titties (Titties, titties) Are huge (Fuckin' huge, just fuckin' huge) Her booty (Booty, booty) Got juice (So much juice) Them titties (Them titties, titties) Goddamn (Goddamn, goddamn) Look at her coochie Her coochie, you can see it through her drawls [Verse 3: STRENPH] Man, I'm humble like when Gandhi sing But I rumble like Gundam Wing Heavenly archangel celestial being Earn my stripe, no Red Bull, got my wings We don't take flight, yeah we lift off Catch me in that all black kid car Red LEDs got me with Dmitri But I'm steady in the lab like a petri, dish It's a genie hologram world, nigga, wish Here's the proof to the mystery, legend, myth Strength, strength Abundance [Verse 4: Kidd Lucid] Damn this beat makes me feel like I'm trippin' in a forest Feelin' like oh so godly, you can call me Horus Now I'm sittin' under a tree, feeling like the Buddha Your girl tells me her fantasy, calls me Luda And I do got hoes in different galaxy codes Intergalactic pimp, so I flow with a limp These aren't words, these are vibrations that are speaken One question though Who is the deacon? [Verse 5: Mr. B the Poshtronaut] Yeah, uh It's an everyday process, livin' in this world But I do know one thing, I wanna find a girl Who can share these same emotions that I'm havin' Maybe we can just sit back and laugh at all this stupid ass shit That the world brings with it But all I really know is that my style's too exquisite That's why I'm part of Metro Zu, a collective family Soon to own a Grammy for fuckin' people's mammy I'm just playin', my nigga It's simple and plain Mr. B the type of nigga that's hard to maintain Because I got such a fascinating brain that these hoes Wanna get up on my dick and just slang that shit, ya feel me? But that's okay, I'm getting back on it For anybody who wants it Aw I fucked up, but it- oh damn the beat just ended