GOD$

Lyrics

Uhh, fukk a middle and you little man I'm a little brittle bitch beat a bitch into a ceiling fan I'm a fuckin' he-man, hero, kkillaman You a damn Leeroy Jenkins, killed the fam Shit I been runnin', I been runnin' all day Cash in the grip with a swung strapped cape Got bullets in my vest for the past few days But I'm cool as I must when it comes to my pay Who dat wanna run up on the gang and the gods at the same damn time, hah 2 shots an' we drop' anybody that drive anywhere near my town, yah Shit abysmal, rap game plan Never online kkuz im out selling pakks Never in the kkrib why im out buying gats Never in the kkountry kkuz im out selling straps Im gone out the window with a chopper Kkar pool lookin like mad max On a budget we be busting Till we stopped in our trakks Then we bust right bakk, ayy