God
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh (WHA)
Think I had a vision about this on my last acid trip
I was peaking, conscious telling me I got some ass to kick
(WAH) I'm a god, I'm untouchable I know
I can't hear these haters talk, *shh*, my dick all in they throat, whoa
Ounce in my pocket I'm about to let it blow
I'm too focused on the quest to give a fuck about a hoe
If your bitch ass got a problem, ain't no thing bro there's the door, yeah
Bitch I just upgraded, don't know who I was before, whoa
Bands in my pocket like an emo bitch's iPod
Bitch I'm fucking crazy dropping acid in my eye, dawg
Yeah, I fucking lost it and my momma think I need a shrink
But I been in a drought and I'm just tryna drown up in some pink
Pussy lips, deep in it, now there's rain on my finger tips
Marijuana stench up in my clothes, I let it linger bitch
Fuck a pig, I'll have my grandma cook em for the christmas dish
Assassinator, Imma kill em all and leave no witnesses, yeah
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh (WHA)
Always on the go, I don't got time for these hoes, ayy
Always on the go, I don't got time for these hoes. yeah
Always on the go, I don't got time for these hoes, ayy
Always on the go, I don't got time for these (no, no)
I don't got time, I don't got time
Checking my watch like "what's the time?"
I don't got time, I don't got time
Checking my watch like "what's the time?"
I been trappin' on the side, I got weed and coke lines
I got love from West side I got love from East side
No I don't bang I just be rollin and fuckin chicas
This bitch she on her 4th line, I said that's kinda fye
We makin' a profit while they geekin and puffin, nah nah
We not accepting no loving, we not afraid to bust it
I pray a lot for all the lives that I'm coming
You running, no frontin, I'm bustin the front door
The clock is tick tocking and you stay slick talkin'
Heads up my nigga, I'm bustin', uh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh (WHA)
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh (WHA)
Think I had a vision about this on my last acid trip
I was peaking, conscious telling me I got some ass to kick
(WAH) I'm a god, I'm untouchable I know
I can't hear these haters talk, *shh*, my dick all in they throat, whoa
Ounce in my pocket I'm about to let it blow
I'm too focused on the quest to give a fuck about a hoe
If your bitch ass got a problem, ain't no thing bro there's the door, yeah
Bitch I just upgraded, don't know who I was before, whoa
Bands in my pocket like an emo bitch's iPod
Bitch I'm fucking crazy dropping acid in my eye, dawg
Yeah, I fucking lost it and my momma think I need a shrink
But I been in a drought and I'm just tryna drown up in some pink
Pussy lips, deep in it, now there's rain on my finger tips
Marijuana stench up in my clothes, I let it linger bitch
Fuck a pig, I'll have my grandma cook em for the christmas dish
Assassinator, Imma kill em all and leave no witnesses, yeah
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh (WHA)
Always on the go, I don't got time for these hoes, ayy
Always on the go, I don't got time for these hoes. yeah
Always on the go, I don't got time for these hoes, ayy
Always on the go, I don't got time for these (no, no)
I don't got time, I don't got time
Checking my watch like "what's the time?"
I don't got time, I don't got time
Checking my watch like "what's the time?"
I been trappin' on the side, I got weed and coke lines
I got love from West side I got love from East side
No I don't bang I just be rollin and fuckin chicas
This bitch she on her 4th line, I said that's kinda fye
We makin' a profit while they geekin and puffin, nah nah
We not accepting no loving, we not afraid to bust it
I pray a lot for all the lives that I'm coming
You running, no frontin, I'm bustin the front door
The clock is tick tocking and you stay slick talkin'
Heads up my nigga, I'm bustin', uh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, like a god, ayy yuh (WHA)
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