Favorite Pastor

Lyrics

[Intro] Sheesh "Dee, where you at?" Oh, I'm (What's good, GeeohhS?) [Verse] "Dee, where you at?" Oh, I'm in my duffy When you got some money, it don't even matter if you ugly My bitch'd probably kill you, so don't even tough me Spent 6K, not on a chain, it was on a puppy All these chains on my neck, but I ain't got a master Dee could probably be your favorite rapper or your favorite pastor Tryna get a triple-double, I'ma have to pass her Me and Stan goin' back and forth about who whip is faster Crunch time, crunch time, shit, it's time to munch Purple jeans, shoes Off-White like some eighties funk Gang and them'll come and spray your function up just like a skunk Tie you up and burn the whip up with you in the trunk This shit can get vivid Dick suckin' not good for your health, you need to quit it (Man, stop it) Ten toes, who gon' knock me off my pivot? They ain't never comin' close to us, they just might have to rig it Deep down, you probably hate who you are Walk in, they like, "Ayy, who is that? Must be a star" (Who is that?) How you up and you don't own a car? I can't get my stick in, so I ain't never in the bar Loose lips get you cut, quit the yappin' I'ma still end up ballin' if I never started rappin' If you wanna get rich, then it's somethin' called stackin' I can't be a has been, like where he at and what happened? Two grams in the 'Wood, I'm an astronaut Come through with the hammer like I'm from Ragnarok This week, I'm givin' out lessons, come and grab a spot Teach you how to get your roll right if you ain't had a knot Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, them my four guns Hate niggas and the ones that's broke be the worst ones Actin' like somethin' you not is my pet peeve You ain't got a V8 in your hood, what's the top speed? Shoppin' for designer while I'm in designer She a needle in a haystack, it's kinda hard to find her She'll pull up, shoot it like Sabrina, man, I wouldn't even try her Man, I hope that I just get my flowers before I retire (Man, I hope)