Them and God
Now If a nigga hit yo bitch
Then you owe him one
Cuz now u now u know
Go and get the money
There'll be more to come
Boy I learned that lesson
U ain't stopping nothin
Either way u get the money
I know you mad that dude a lame
But that all that shit came from yo woman
Nigga
Keep yo bag, clutch
That'll make em bag
Empanadas off da food truck
Get naked fore she bag up
I know
I come from the bad stuff
I kno all da drug dealers
N mine ain't been jammed up for years
In yo party
Wit our pants up
Don't know yo baby mama
First a impression she's a dancer
Don't play wit my energy
Go read up on a cancer
I know all da gangstas
I Ain't seen they gun jam up in years
Kinda gotta stop and plot
How they earn the position
She put her weight on on purpose
She finna pop out different
We finna slide location
We finna slide thru wild
We finna slide thru sinnin
That get defined thru god!
That between them and god
That between them and god
These is sinner stories
That between them and god
That between them and god
Who gone leave them in charge
These is sinner stories
All between them and god
If a nigga take yo shit
Then you owe him one
Get yourself a soft leg caddy
N put a hole in one
Hold ya tongue bout feeling
You the only one
Thats lost somn
You forgot you bought somn
This ain't the first time that it cost somn
Get yo bag up
Gotta keep yo bag up
Use gloves to hold yo pistol
I bet that'll make em back up
I know
Im corrupted with that bad stuff
I know all da scammers
N they ain't they ain't see the slammer in years
In yo party
Wit our pants up
Don't know yo baby mama
First a impression she's a dancer
Don't play wit my energy
Go read up on a cancer
I know all da gangstas
I Ain't seen they gun jam up in years
Kinda gotta stop and plot
How they earn the position
She put her weight on on purpose
She finna pop out different
We finna slide location
We finna slide thru wild
We finna slide thru sinnin
That get defined thru god
That between them and god
That between them and god
These is sinner stories
That between them and god
That between them and god
Who gone leave them in charge
These is sinner stories
All between them and god
I know
I come from the bad stuff
I kno all da drug dealers
N mine ain't been jammed up for years
In yo party
Wit our pants up don't kno yo baby mama
First impression she's a dancer
I know
Im corrupted with that bad stuff
I know all da scammers
N they ain't they ain't see the slammer in years
In yo party wit our pants up
I know all da gangstas
I ain't seen they gun jam up in years...
Then you owe him one
Cuz now u now u know
Go and get the money
There'll be more to come
Boy I learned that lesson
U ain't stopping nothin
Either way u get the money
I know you mad that dude a lame
But that all that shit came from yo woman
Nigga
Keep yo bag, clutch
That'll make em bag
Empanadas off da food truck
Get naked fore she bag up
I know
I come from the bad stuff
I kno all da drug dealers
N mine ain't been jammed up for years
In yo party
Wit our pants up
Don't know yo baby mama
First a impression she's a dancer
Don't play wit my energy
Go read up on a cancer
I know all da gangstas
I Ain't seen they gun jam up in years
Kinda gotta stop and plot
How they earn the position
She put her weight on on purpose
She finna pop out different
We finna slide location
We finna slide thru wild
We finna slide thru sinnin
That get defined thru god!
That between them and god
That between them and god
These is sinner stories
That between them and god
That between them and god
Who gone leave them in charge
These is sinner stories
All between them and god
If a nigga take yo shit
Then you owe him one
Get yourself a soft leg caddy
N put a hole in one
Hold ya tongue bout feeling
You the only one
Thats lost somn
You forgot you bought somn
This ain't the first time that it cost somn
Get yo bag up
Gotta keep yo bag up
Use gloves to hold yo pistol
I bet that'll make em back up
I know
Im corrupted with that bad stuff
I know all da scammers
N they ain't they ain't see the slammer in years
In yo party
Wit our pants up
Don't know yo baby mama
First a impression she's a dancer
Don't play wit my energy
Go read up on a cancer
I know all da gangstas
I Ain't seen they gun jam up in years
Kinda gotta stop and plot
How they earn the position
She put her weight on on purpose
She finna pop out different
We finna slide location
We finna slide thru wild
We finna slide thru sinnin
That get defined thru god
That between them and god
That between them and god
These is sinner stories
That between them and god
That between them and god
Who gone leave them in charge
These is sinner stories
All between them and god
I know
I come from the bad stuff
I kno all da drug dealers
N mine ain't been jammed up for years
In yo party
Wit our pants up don't kno yo baby mama
First impression she's a dancer
I know
Im corrupted with that bad stuff
I know all da scammers
N they ain't they ain't see the slammer in years
In yo party wit our pants up
I know all da gangstas
I ain't seen they gun jam up in years...
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Writer(s): Iman.
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