Christians!
Y'all niggas ready to go though?
Yeah, bro
So, we hitting up such and such in Walmart, blah, blah, blah
Nigga, we always in Walmart, we always in Walmart
Told y'all niggas, we always in Walmart
What's up?
Man, don't answer that bitch
Not answering that bitch, bro
Man, tell that bitch stop calling, bro
Shit lame
We fucking bitches
She be doing stupid shit
Stupid bitch
Y'all niggas
Ayy, y'all niggas ready to go though, bro?
Bitch
Aight, say less, say less
(Chapo)
(BenjiCold)
Yeah, yeah
Rino and Kan still fightin' over 'Cler
Be like, nigga, give me that there
Baby girl, come over here
All of this money right here
(Pfft, beep)
That's all I hear
We get this shit every year
Good drank up in my system
I ain't been to church in a year, I'ma still blow a bag in these Christians
Two damn poles on me, like me and lil' bro going fishing
Call up them Slayworld soldiers, get this nigga gone, good riddance
(Slayworld Soldier)
R.I.P. Fredo, I'm still sipping
But it's a Lex, not a Civic
Beam on his head, from a distance
Too many sons
Man, I swear I got way too many children
Lil' bro really need to check his shoelace 'cause this nigga trippin'
Yeah, yeah
Rino and Kan still fightin' over 'Cler
Be like, nigga, give me that there
Baby girl, come over here
All of this money right here
(Pfft, beep)
That's all I hear
We get this shit every year
Good drank up in my system
I ain't been to church in a year, I'ma still blow a bag in these Christians
Two damn poles on me, like me and lil' bro going fishing
Call up them Slayworld soldiers, get this nigga gone, good riddance
Really be giving free sauce, if these lil' niggas just listen
(Chapo)
These niggas say that I'm trash, but he ain't even competition
Said fuck it and went blonde, 'cause I wanted a new appearance
Oh, you always up at Saks? We know you shopping from the clearance
She love the way that I rap, the shit I be saying so brilliant
I'm at the top like I'm dreaming (Benji, what the fuck is wrong with you?)
Mama told me she can see it
I'm finna make it, who believe it?
Overcame so many demons
Yeah, bro
So, we hitting up such and such in Walmart, blah, blah, blah
Nigga, we always in Walmart, we always in Walmart
Told y'all niggas, we always in Walmart
What's up?
Man, don't answer that bitch
Not answering that bitch, bro
Man, tell that bitch stop calling, bro
Shit lame
We fucking bitches
She be doing stupid shit
Stupid bitch
Y'all niggas
Ayy, y'all niggas ready to go though, bro?
Bitch
Aight, say less, say less
(Chapo)
(BenjiCold)
Yeah, yeah
Rino and Kan still fightin' over 'Cler
Be like, nigga, give me that there
Baby girl, come over here
All of this money right here
(Pfft, beep)
That's all I hear
We get this shit every year
Good drank up in my system
I ain't been to church in a year, I'ma still blow a bag in these Christians
Two damn poles on me, like me and lil' bro going fishing
Call up them Slayworld soldiers, get this nigga gone, good riddance
(Slayworld Soldier)
R.I.P. Fredo, I'm still sipping
But it's a Lex, not a Civic
Beam on his head, from a distance
Too many sons
Man, I swear I got way too many children
Lil' bro really need to check his shoelace 'cause this nigga trippin'
Yeah, yeah
Rino and Kan still fightin' over 'Cler
Be like, nigga, give me that there
Baby girl, come over here
All of this money right here
(Pfft, beep)
That's all I hear
We get this shit every year
Good drank up in my system
I ain't been to church in a year, I'ma still blow a bag in these Christians
Two damn poles on me, like me and lil' bro going fishing
Call up them Slayworld soldiers, get this nigga gone, good riddance
Really be giving free sauce, if these lil' niggas just listen
(Chapo)
These niggas say that I'm trash, but he ain't even competition
Said fuck it and went blonde, 'cause I wanted a new appearance
Oh, you always up at Saks? We know you shopping from the clearance
She love the way that I rap, the shit I be saying so brilliant
I'm at the top like I'm dreaming (Benji, what the fuck is wrong with you?)
Mama told me she can see it
I'm finna make it, who believe it?
Overcame so many demons
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Benjamin Phillips Jr, Romello Robinson
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