2 God
Niggas keep talking I swear we gon send em to god
Mmhm
Bitch we so up, on top with the gods
Mmhm
I just pulled up with the mob (demons)
We digging his grave, yeah we let em rot
Big pointers the chain, hublot for the watch
All black for the coupe, red leather seats plush
Forgiato my rims, my diamonds they crushed
Be geeked all day, who higher than us
What you say yea
I know these niggas
They steady been feeling a way
Stay away from the hate
No way
I was willing to wait
Yeah
I'm in a coupe
It's robotic
I'm in a transformer
You see by the rims oh lord
Niggas is NASA high oh lord
In the space taking flight
Yeah
Ain't feel this way in a minute
This ain't for no gimmicks
Get shot if you flinch oh lord
I be feeling like grinch oh lord
Cuz im outta my mind
Yeah
I be smoking the tree
It be smelling like pine
Babygirl what you need
Hope you stay for the ride
Niggas keep talking I swear we gon send em to god
Mmhm
Bitch we so up, on top with the gods
Mmhm
I just pulled up with the mob (demons)
We digging his grave, yeah we let em rot
Niggas keep talking I swear we gon send em to god
Mmhm
Bitch we so up, on top with the gods
Mmhm
I just pulled up with the mob (demons)
We digging his grave, yeah we let em rot
That's not my brother, that's not my twin, yeah that's my Demon
Pull up a redeye or change up the car, and go with the Demon
Got red in my eyes, feel like a hellhound yeah my inner Demon
Ha
Niggas keep talking I swear we gon send em to god
Niggas keep talking I swear we gon send em to god
Fuck it we send em to hell
They say i changed
I'm wishing them welll
Yeah!
They say i gotta it
I get it
I'm shoving them outta the way
And I'm making myself room please
No no no no
I do not get what you mean
Care bout the trinity
Me and the gang and the green
That's what i care
What I need
Shoot it in film
I'm like kodak
I'm rolling in peace
All of that shit make believe
Yeah!
Imma keep balling
Cuz ion even get fatigued
Yeah yeah yeah
Stay with the gods
Stay with the elite
Bitch I'm a stay with the team
Niggas keep talking I swear we gon send em to god
Mmhm
Bitch we so up, on top with the gods
Mmhm
I just pulled up with the mob (demons)
We digging his grave, yeah we let em rot
Niggas keep talking I swear we gon send em to god
Mmhm
Bitch we so up, on top with the gods
Mmhm
I just pulled up with the mob (demons)
We digging his grave, yeah we let em rot
Mmhm
Bitch we so up, on top with the gods
Mmhm
I just pulled up with the mob (demons)
We digging his grave, yeah we let em rot
Big pointers the chain, hublot for the watch
All black for the coupe, red leather seats plush
Forgiato my rims, my diamonds they crushed
Be geeked all day, who higher than us
What you say yea
I know these niggas
They steady been feeling a way
Stay away from the hate
No way
I was willing to wait
Yeah
I'm in a coupe
It's robotic
I'm in a transformer
You see by the rims oh lord
Niggas is NASA high oh lord
In the space taking flight
Yeah
Ain't feel this way in a minute
This ain't for no gimmicks
Get shot if you flinch oh lord
I be feeling like grinch oh lord
Cuz im outta my mind
Yeah
I be smoking the tree
It be smelling like pine
Babygirl what you need
Hope you stay for the ride
Niggas keep talking I swear we gon send em to god
Mmhm
Bitch we so up, on top with the gods
Mmhm
I just pulled up with the mob (demons)
We digging his grave, yeah we let em rot
Niggas keep talking I swear we gon send em to god
Mmhm
Bitch we so up, on top with the gods
Mmhm
I just pulled up with the mob (demons)
We digging his grave, yeah we let em rot
That's not my brother, that's not my twin, yeah that's my Demon
Pull up a redeye or change up the car, and go with the Demon
Got red in my eyes, feel like a hellhound yeah my inner Demon
Ha
Niggas keep talking I swear we gon send em to god
Niggas keep talking I swear we gon send em to god
Fuck it we send em to hell
They say i changed
I'm wishing them welll
Yeah!
They say i gotta it
I get it
I'm shoving them outta the way
And I'm making myself room please
No no no no
I do not get what you mean
Care bout the trinity
Me and the gang and the green
That's what i care
What I need
Shoot it in film
I'm like kodak
I'm rolling in peace
All of that shit make believe
Yeah!
Imma keep balling
Cuz ion even get fatigued
Yeah yeah yeah
Stay with the gods
Stay with the elite
Bitch I'm a stay with the team
Niggas keep talking I swear we gon send em to god
Mmhm
Bitch we so up, on top with the gods
Mmhm
I just pulled up with the mob (demons)
We digging his grave, yeah we let em rot
Niggas keep talking I swear we gon send em to god
Mmhm
Bitch we so up, on top with the gods
Mmhm
I just pulled up with the mob (demons)
We digging his grave, yeah we let em rot
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Lara, Dalen Ward
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