Sparked a fuse

Devil slid and hopped on live
So we don't need a clue
The devil said he like

This choppa taste, well
God will shoot him too
I step on demons to

See the demon juice
Easy score, I ain't hard to find
I'm in the kingdom too

Aye Devil sparked a fuse
That means it started back
When I see you up in heaven

That's where we party at
No walking over
God he ain't no doormat

I ain't tripping of nada
God will make it SPLATT
Brrr, aye I wasn't lying tho

I really meant it when
I said my soul on fire yo
M-M-Me and Allen bruh

We be really kicking doors
We don't like the devil
That's why we snatching souls

I'm payed for life homie
I ain't talking bankroll
So whatchu owe for your trouble

He don't take dough
I learned the hard way, now
I'm speaking facts tho

When's the last time
Y'all heard a Sac rapper tho
Talking about God onna bris beat uh

It's too real homie
I could not compete uh
You gotta go through Jesus

You cannot cheat
The devil slithers uh
He think he discrete yuh

We chase him down bro
I put on my cleats yuh
Good thing God made

Me an athlete uh
I'm meant for this
Ima give him dead heat yuh

The devils time is near
He will be deleted yuh
Devil slid and hopped on live

So we don't need a clue
The devil said he like
This choppa taste, well

God will shoot him too
I step on demons to
See the demon juice

Easy score, I ain't hard to find
I'm in the kingdom too
Aye Devil sparked a fuse

That means it started back
When I see you up in heaven
That's where we party at

No walking over
God he ain't no doormat
I ain't tripping of nada

God will make it SPLATT
They said fresco wya, bruh
I'm chilling the back

Why?! Because my
God will spin the block
Airing out the spot he will let off

Glock shots talking on Gods name
You just made him hot
When they ask me how I did it

Tell 'em I'm God taught
He rebound my life, call that a
Bank shot he's the only way

Just some food for thought
Just some food for thought



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Writer(s): Nicholas Chenault
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