Word to Allah

I'm not the type to dance but I get sturdy in these White Air Forces
Bro like Tory Lanez he don't give a fuck he'll shoot at horses
Talk shit bout my bros then we gon raid your shit like special forces
Treat em' like it's fortnite hit those niggas with mad edit courses
He thought he was an ape til' .223s fucked up his Bape sign
She sucking dick with teeth so on god I called her a canine
If she a friendly bitch then on god that lil bitch is not mine
(Fatima!)
Julian crashed his whip because he ran a fucking stop sign
I be talking to myself you woulda thought I lost my damn mind
I be wearing all black fits like I'm working at a coal mine
I be sliding with the sticks it's like I'm in the NHL
I be throwing bullets like I'm playing in the NFL
Yo I'm lying by the way I do not be sliding with no sticks
Or sending bullets to nobody
And that's word to Allah on godnem
Take that BB Belt off nigga you bought that shit off fucking Temu
Take those fake ass Miris off Mike should fucking beat yo ass
Take those fucking 4s off nigga you bought those shits off DHgate
Like bro your 4s don't even got the Jordan symbol what?
Blow her car up with a rocket launcher send that bitch to hell
Ask me if I know a Chantal no it doesn't ring a bell
Nigga tried to start a clothing brand but that shit really failed
Ditching school to play R6 but then my ass got expelled
On god I got kicked out nigga, but I still graduated though
Got the diploma to prove it to nigga
And I got paid for that shit
Stop fucking with me bro
Fucking Pebble Hills, Fuck Tiffany, Fuck Me
We out



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Writer(s): Jahlil Miller
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