Remix It
(Am I A God?)
What what, let's go
Pulled up before, we'll do it again
You try us we all do the most
You not my bro, no you not my friend
I heard that you gossip like hoes
Poured up a four I move with the wind
The muddy it got me real slow
I remix it sell it for low, yeah
I remix it sell it for low, yeah
All of these hunnids I blow
I can't never bend man I can't never fold
I'm doing the dash, I'm losing control
I'm counting up cash, some new and some old
My bitch she bad, she from cross the coast
I'll take the stand and lie under oath
Pull down the mask and tell'em let's go
Get to the bands I tell'em let's go, yeah
Yeah yeah
Told my boys get it let's go, yeah
I'm running through money you don't, yeah
I'm swimming though money you won't, yeah
I'm thumbing through hundreds you broke, yeah
In my city, call me the goat, yeah
I'm give'em all faith, give 'em hope, yeah
They tryna low ball me, said "nope"
My time it cost way more than dope
If you getting offended get took as a joke
We pull up 10 deep to your show, woah
Plays for keeps bitch you don't want no smoke
I need the hundreds or mo, uh huh
If it ain't bout money I'm gone, uh huh
I need the hundreds or mo, uh huh
I count up them racks by my lone, uh huh
Old bitch keep hitting my phone
I just told her I'm good love I ready moved on
I stay on my post no Malone, yeah
Exotic bitch, only smoke strong, yeah
Once I'm on then we all on, yeah
I get the sack pass it to tone, yeah
Once I'm on then we all on, yeah
I just be caught in my zone, yeah
Pulled up before, we'll do it again
You try us we all do the most
You not my bro, no you not my friend
I heard that you gossip like hoes
Poured up a four I move with the wind
The muddy it got me real slow
I remix it sell it for low, yeah
I remix it sell it for low, yeah
All of these hunnids I blow
I can't never bend man I can't never fold
I'm doing the dash, I'm losing control
I'm counting up cash, some new and some old
My bitch she bad, she from cross the coast
I'll take the stand and lie under oath
Pull down the mask and tell'em let's go
Get to the bands I tell'em let's go, yeah
What what, let's go
Pulled up before, we'll do it again
You try us we all do the most
You not my bro, no you not my friend
I heard that you gossip like hoes
Poured up a four I move with the wind
The muddy it got me real slow
I remix it sell it for low, yeah
I remix it sell it for low, yeah
All of these hunnids I blow
I can't never bend man I can't never fold
I'm doing the dash, I'm losing control
I'm counting up cash, some new and some old
My bitch she bad, she from cross the coast
I'll take the stand and lie under oath
Pull down the mask and tell'em let's go
Get to the bands I tell'em let's go, yeah
Yeah yeah
Told my boys get it let's go, yeah
I'm running through money you don't, yeah
I'm swimming though money you won't, yeah
I'm thumbing through hundreds you broke, yeah
In my city, call me the goat, yeah
I'm give'em all faith, give 'em hope, yeah
They tryna low ball me, said "nope"
My time it cost way more than dope
If you getting offended get took as a joke
We pull up 10 deep to your show, woah
Plays for keeps bitch you don't want no smoke
I need the hundreds or mo, uh huh
If it ain't bout money I'm gone, uh huh
I need the hundreds or mo, uh huh
I count up them racks by my lone, uh huh
Old bitch keep hitting my phone
I just told her I'm good love I ready moved on
I stay on my post no Malone, yeah
Exotic bitch, only smoke strong, yeah
Once I'm on then we all on, yeah
I get the sack pass it to tone, yeah
Once I'm on then we all on, yeah
I just be caught in my zone, yeah
Pulled up before, we'll do it again
You try us we all do the most
You not my bro, no you not my friend
I heard that you gossip like hoes
Poured up a four I move with the wind
The muddy it got me real slow
I remix it sell it for low, yeah
I remix it sell it for low, yeah
All of these hunnids I blow
I can't never bend man I can't never fold
I'm doing the dash, I'm losing control
I'm counting up cash, some new and some old
My bitch she bad, she from cross the coast
I'll take the stand and lie under oath
Pull down the mask and tell'em let's go
Get to the bands I tell'em let's go, yeah
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Writer(s): Quentin Drenth
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