Buhhh

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[Verse 1: S God & 𝘉𝘪𝘨 𝘚𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘬] If you want smoke Imma bring it to you, Doordash 𝘔𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘩 Flat chest c*** cannot suck up on my dick tho 𝘚𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯' 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 Smonk God came down to bless some bitches Anybody talkin' shit and they gon rest with fishes 𝘔𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘐 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘎𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘈𝘤𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 Like Ludacris, told that bitch to move Got a Ruger clip and a missile too Like boom boom boom Chopper go blaka That blade stay up on me like my name Baraka I finish 'em Fatality flow My diamonds, they black as a cavity though [Verse 2: Big Smonk] J bring it back and let's smoke a sack Doin' roundabouts in my culdesac Yeah we from Texas, got the shooter grip No blah blah, we just take your shit Got the Glock shinnin' out the window, boom Skrt of in the Bently quick, zoom Feel like Al Capone on his throne Smokin' big blunts, not givin' a fuck Fitted cap on Ugh Mr. Cool How you feel on top of the room Smonk God shit, gonna make these moves Game over quick, all these motherfuckers lose When the tape drops don't ask for no views Let me do me and you do you Follow the light, maybe you'll get in too But you won't get as lucky as me comin' through Bitch I'm hostile Got bitches in the brothel Cookin' up some dope with the goggles I got bacon with the waffles You know I like that ass when it wobbles Make a bitch more wet than Sobble Bitch I last longer than a novel When she give me top, she topple That's how I make the cookie crumble Damn What is you sayin' Why you complainin' to me 'bout the game What you expect me to do not the same Imma run free you know I break the chain I got respect watch how you speak my name Or it's 32 shots gon be headed your way Load up the chopper, we ready to spray Wake up and do it all over again Bitch [Bridge: S God, Big Smonk, Jerumy] Time never stops Time never stops Time never stops Time never stops Time never stops Time never stops Time never stops Time never stops [Verse 3: S God] Back on my shit like I never left I get more brains than a dude in a sweater vest Dumped my old bitch, need a bitch with a better chest 4 Or 5 zeros on my checks, it's never less Count it You don't know talent, never been around it Shit I spit cold as the tip of a mountain Equipping my neck with some drip got me drownin' I tripled my commas, shout out my accountant A million really on top of my neck Ice all on my wrist Not a bread, a baguette Fuck up on your bitch, she was tired of bad sex How you tryna ball like me, you ain't get a bag yet Taco Villa my cheese I'm tryna Chia my green I'm G O D of the scene They gonna see what I mean I'm gonna bust through the door like the Kool-Aid Man Louis V store where I blew 10 grand Mask on the face way before Corona I want all the smoke like a massive stoner Bars 'bout as hard as a massive boner Shit talkin' gonna turn you to a casket owner Me and the racks, holy matrimony Many g's on me, can't match me homie Smonk God tape that's classic, aye Smoke my ops then ash it, aye Really I'm It like I reside in Derry They talk down on me but there is no comparing I hop on a beat and to them it's too scary They fear I might pop out the mirror like Mary So boo I give a fuck 'bout your crew I drop a check on some kicks for the swoosh All your shit reggie, I smoke you like boof I know he a pussy, that boy need a douche On god