Gods Plan

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Why I got a call from front desk and they telling me niggas are still talking from outside
Like, damn, my nigga, at least make it to the lobby first, like, come on now
Niggas talking about they setting trends, when that shit been in my closet since who knows the fuck when
Niggas better recognize what the fuck is going on
Big Queens, Big Brooklyn, EV09 and Big M

Shit, get easy, you better believe me
I'm bout my cheese, that mozzarella, that fettuccine
The flyest to do it, from shoes to beanies
Nigga, I been hot since mama, mama, can't you see me
Could never go broke, nope, best believe me
They making profit off that white, that Amy Angeline
Now I got them like, goddamn, every time they see me
But I tell them it's God's plan, every time they see me

Swish swish the way I ball, I get calls from other teams
They give extra thanks cause I'm packing extra collard greens
Niggas know what it do whenever I come through
It's going D-O-W-N like submarines
Every time they like, M, can you spit a 16
I catch more eyes than niggas daughters at their sweet 16s
Cause I'm that ill, when you rap ew
I body beats, then burn them, tell me how that feel Tanisha with the pots, I know y'all hear me though
I been hot since pushing buttons, turned on the radio
Shordi love it when I come, but she hate to see me go
She want this honey nut when I'm in the box, like cereal, so fly
I ain't even touch the ground yet
Im Mr pull up in that it ain't even out yet
Keep a light fresh crew, you know I roll with Don's
Got hitters out in Jamaica, ready to pop a con

Shit, get easy, you better believe me
I'm bout my cheese, that mozzarella, that fettuccine
The flyest to do it, from shoes to beanies
Nigga, I been hot since mama, mama, can't you see me
Could never go broke, nope, best believe me
They making profit off that white, that Amy Angeline
Now I got them like, goddamn, every time they see me
But I tell them it's God's plan, every time they see me

See, I tell them it's God's plan
When they see me in the city with they bitties
And beamers, benzes, and bentley
I keep a stack of them benjis next to all my grips
Same reason why these niggas bitches is on my dick
She see the waves, them spinning, I wave them
Grinning get the time of your life, so they just take ten
Minutes or maybe take five if I'm off on the perk
But I might give you 69 if you all for works
Now if you twerk for me, I'ma throw a whole lot of ones
And by the end of the night, you get a whole lot of funds
And your crew be introducing me, and see who trying to seduce me
She get moist from my voice, say the tone make her cum
From the roads to the slums, niggas know me, I'm really and truly
Getting paper off that Whitney, that Britney, that Deuchi
Now I got them like goddamn, Los do em greasy
I just tell them it's God's plan, homie, take it easy

Shit, get easy, you better believe me
I'm bout my cheese, that mozzarella, that fettuccine
The flyest to do it, from shoes to beanies
Nigga, I been hot since mama, mama, can't you see me
Could never go broke, nope, best believe me
They making profit off that white, that Amy Angeline
Now I got them like, goddamn, every time they see me
But I tell them it's God's plan, every time they see me

Shit, get easy, you better believe me
I'm bout my cheese, that mozzarella, that fettuccine
The flyest to do it, from shoes to beanies
Nigga, I been hot since mama, mama, can't you see me
Could never go broke, nope, best believe me
They making profit off that white, that Amy Angeline
Now I got them like, goddamn, every time they see me
But I tell them it's God's plan, every time they see me



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Writer(s): Moussa Balde
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