God Complex

Came in with a bang, li'l bitch, get fucked
You don't wanna swang on the kid, good luck
.40 to my brain, hollow tip and I don't let 'em get a witness
'Cause this .40 right here I trust
Came in with a bang, li'l bitch, get fucked
You don't wanna swang on the kid, good luck
.40 to my brain, hollow tip and I don't let 'em get a witness
'Cause this .40 right here I trust

Young dirty cutter
Yeah, my skin look like a battleground
Starin' at the lock
Pick a time to come up in the house
Shawty wanna fuck
But affection put you in the ground
Couple blackout bags and a tank
We won't make a sound

I won't say a fuckin' word
You ain't listen anyway
Put you in the dirt
Or just leave you in the alleyway?
Bro, he mixin' chemicals
Now they goin' in my veins
Bitch, I'm a gorilla
Black block, I'm a renegade

Killer got a gun
Killer got a God complex, got a gun
Killer got a God complex, got a gun
Killer got a God complex, got a gun
Killer got a gun
Killer got a God complex, got a gun
Killer got a God complex, got a gun
Killer got a God complex, got a gun
(Killer got a)

Came in with a bang, li'l bitch, get fucked
You don't wanna swang on the kid, good luck
.40 to my brain, hollow tip and I don't let 'em get a witness
'Cause this .40 right here I trust
Came in with a bang, li'l bitch, get fucked
You don't wanna swang on the kid, good luck
.40 to my brain, hollow tip and I don't let 'em get a witness
'Cause this .40 right here I trust

Fuck what I'm diggin'
The shovel's off and I'm done
You stay in parasite hours
Survive on lead from the gun
Oppressed to face that the barrels are leaking open, not calm
And see your brain fail
Ah, this ain't savant days

Drain when you're left up
Runnin' it back on medicine, never set up
One with no face, but his chest up
'Bout to see you wreck it like
Honestly not a bother in novelty

Shooting it over works like a javelin
I split open wigs like a pair of pins
Inattention
Knocked on the frame and the seams degraded (fuck)
Facin' the cages you're locked and faded (k-k-killa got a gun)
Fuckin' with no false light the stasis
Break open, crack out the places
Sought it into pathos and lost in oasis
Turning over bitch
And then you're back into your basics

Killer got a gun
Killer got a God complex, he got a gun
Killer got a God complex, he got a gun
Killer got a God complex, he got a gun
Killer got a gun (ayy)
Killer got a God complex, he got a gun (ayy)
Killer got a God complex, he got a gun (ayy)
Killer got a God complex, he got a gun

Fuck what I'm diggin'
The shovel's off and I'm done
You stay in parasite hours
Survive on lead from the gun
Oppressed to face that the barrels are leaking open, not calm
And see your brain fail
Ah, this ain't savant days



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Brian Wilkes, Isaac Ross
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