Divine

You know we toting them face tats
You know we puttin in work
Don't talk about no dead man
Your dad is in the dirt
Play with the gang your ass get murked
Your lil friend is on a T-Shirt
Don't talk about no drugs man
You ain't never did no perc
Watch in the corners you know that we lurk
Killed your friend you that you hurt
Yeah your bitch she's a flirt
She be on her knees and shit
Yeah i'm robbing you lil niggas
I don't even need no blick
Yeah i'm robbing you lil niggas
And I dont even need no blick
Yeah shut the fuck up I ain't hearing that
All you do is talk shit
Yeah you a bitch yeah you know how it go
Fuckin all over your ho
Spit in her mouth
You know we talking a lot
Fuck that lil bitch in the throat

Fuckin that bitch in the throat
You know we goats
Almost made the bitch choke
Make a nigga have a stroke
Had to hit a high note
Shawty really got a dome
Hit her one good time
Really made the bitch cry
Girl you gotta go home
Really got the V-lone
Got your girl in my bed
And she singing my songs
Now she asking for more
Niggas don't want smoke
Man I swear we gone blow
Can't look in my phone
Girl that's a no-no
Bih think she mine
Gotta go grind
I'ma be the sunshine

I dont even gotta rap good cause
My flow is so divine
My music fire it ain't no comparing to zugo
If we lock on then we get me a new mode
Hop out the whip it's a federal blue go
Niggas strap on and they workin at juco
Hop off my dick nigga you was just 2-0
Drown on some my wrist yeah it's two tone
Gotta think fast cause they stealing my new flows
Shoutout my bitch anyways they know

Anyways knows they hoes
Anyways
Have a good day



Credits
Writer(s): Tavious White
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