GOD TALKIN SHHH

Yeat

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    Woo, woo
    They thought I was motherfuckin' pilgrim
    She like it when she feel good
    Geeked up member top dog, real top dog
    We popped out and shoot a motherfucker

    We just pulled up outside, got it all like a pilgrim (pilgrim)
    Why they like this sound? I fuck they eardrums (shh, shh)
    Call me like a coin, I make that money pump
    Yeah, shoot 'em with that buck shot, I'm pump
    Fucking these twats up (ha)
    We been fucking these knots up
    We done got these bands up (bands up) (ooh)
    Make the money twerk like a mother fucking dancer
    I can do whatever the fuck, I won't get cancelled (ooh)
    Why you join this army? You gon' serve these fucking bands (ahh)
    Don't tell me shit 'bout what the fuck you ever can do (ooh)
    You can show me books, I'm gon' burn us like a candle
    Bitch, I'm front and center, yeah, julius randle
    New York like the knicks, and I still got my shank, huh
    Mini gun on top of that blick (buh-buh-buh), sitting on that tank
    And I still got my army, yeah, fuck what you think
    Yeah, I'm still a drug addict, still sippin' mighty, yeah
    Shawty don't even know what's up with them, we overseas
    Most them don't even know the ceo, that's how I see it
    All my baby suck my dick every time I pull my pants up
    You say you get this bread, but you work at quiznos
    Real shit, that **** —the boy dead
    Yeah, only real ones know what's that
    A lot of brothers ain't have my back
    I'on feel a way, I cut them off easy
    Yeah, I take that slice, and take that shit cheesy
    Yeah, all them rats, all them mice, swiss cheesy
    Yeah, I'm Jesus with these thorns, bitch, I'm still bleeding (doo-doo-doo)
    I was young when I seen them aliens come (doo-doo-doo)
    They told me what to do and what to run (yeah)
    I'on even try to be mean or try to be this or that (bitch)
    I try to do what the fuck I do and run that back (awoo)
    They forgot awoo, like I would, I'm the wolf, yeah
    Taliban my head like a shaman, like a monk, yeah (awoo)
    Yeah, you getting chewed bitch like some bubble gum that's run through
    Top dog, big boy, yeah, I do my grunt (huh)
    No we not no quarterbacks at all but we gon' punt through (awoo)
    Yeah, I fuck that twat up, show me what that cunt do
    You know yeat at the **** —member when he come through
    They see seven on seven tied, I'ma teach you 'bout severance
    Least I know how to turn it, 737 on bad mitten
    Lil bitch banded, we gon' give you a baby
    Tuck you in your bed and we passing you the binky
    Rolly polly. 308, we shoot 'em like the minky
    I ain't sober, I'ma geek soldier when I'm drinking
    Hold your thought, shut the fuck up while I'm thinking (huh)
    Big gun, big truck, pull up with that minky
    Watch 'em fall down like you drown, like you sinking (sink)
    Yeah, I cut you off like I'm blind, ain't no blinking

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    They thought I was motherfuckin' pilgrim, she like it when she feel good
    Geeked up member top dog, real top dog
    We popped out and shoot a mother fucker

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