God Like

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Summrs - Rap, Hip-Hop

God Like

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[Intro] (I-I-I-) [Chorus] I'm rollin' off of four pills Gimme' yo' phone 'fore you come in the crib (Yeah) My diamonds like a chandelier (Yeah) Yeah, you ain't gettin' money, you ain't ever seen a mill' (Woo) Yeah, Roxies in my body, and they give me fuckin' chills (BNYX) [Verse] I'm touchin' the motherfuckin' sky If you play with one of my mines then you gon' die, ah (Ah) Kickin' shit up in the mall with my bitch, we just get high, hah (Hah) If I go buy me a 'Cat it's gon' be a Redeye (Redeye, Redeye) If you scared to go in the trench, you can get out the ride (Get out the ride) Wooo Diamond crosses hangin' from my neck, feel like God (Feel like God) I don't play 'bout my fuckin' respect, you gon' die (You gon' die, die, die, die) I just left the club with two bitches, Hell of a night (Night, night) You know this bitch gon' come off that neck, even if she shy (Shy, shy) All I wanna do is get rich and live my life, yeah I tell all my niggas don't leave the crib without they iron Imma treat this life like a fuckin' bitch even if she fine, yeah Somehow our hearts still intertwined, like a fuckin' vine I hop out the Rolls-Royce seat, I might put Chrome Hearts on the seats If I get it, I pay you, the first thing you know, I ain't never payin' no lease I'm a really rich nigga, baby, diamond Audemars Piguets on me Just pray that I don't OD, 'cause I'm off a ninety milligramski I'm way too fuckin' high, baby girl, just pray that I don't die Don't make me put you in the sky, put my fuckin' hit up, make 'em go slide (Grrr) A piece of pie, it'd be easy for you to die I be clutchin' motherfuckin' sticks everywhere that I go so don't even try I be rockin' Chrome and Alyx (Alyx), and I don't even check the receipt ('Ceipt) But I keep up for tax season, I don't want the IRS after me [Chorus] I'm rollin' off of four pills Gimme' yo' phone 'fore you come in the crib (Crib) My diamonds like a chandelier (Chandelier) Yeah, you ain't gettin' money, you ain't ever seen a mill' (Woo, mill') Yeah, Roxies in my body, and they give me fuckin' chills [Outro] (Chills) (Ooh, chills)

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  • Summrs
  • BNYX®
  • Jasford