Thank God For Me*
Ayy, ayy
What's going on?
Ayy, ayy
What's going on?
Ayy, ayy
I swear to God my whole thang been wicked
Try to keep the peace but all the peace around is bitches
I see the topic now by everything you snitching
If it's allegations, you snitching then I promise, nigga, you—
Thank God for me, all my niggas gon' lie for me
Thank God for me, lil' G-Wag' and the Teslas Jeep
Thank God for me, all my niggas gon' slide for me, all my niggas gon' "shh" for me
Nigga, go to hell, you went fed' (Ayy)
The white bitch do what I said (Ayy)
You rap niggas stay on your period
The truth been coming out fairs
My neck piece looking like Paris
The Maybach, me and her married
I look down, nigga, that's scary
The rat tails need to get buried
You hanging on to it, then bury it
Move on, nigga, that's clarity
Nigga, that's Scandalous
Caught red handed on candy
Bitch ass nigga, you fancy
IG looking like dandy
Real life, nigga, no Grammys
Big watch, nigga, it's glossy
Quick flex, gotta get off me
Get back, nigga, you off
Shoe shine, nigga, keep dancing
Catalog really extensive
Big fees, one of my features
No cheese, one of my secrets
Blue lips, really I'm speechless
What's going on?
Shit gettin' tricky out here, my nigga, what's going on?
He tellin', he tellin', he tellin', he tellin', who
(Man, it was supposed to be a secret)
On God, you niggas lame
On God, you niggas shame
On God, you niggas ain't—
I fuck who I want, on God
Put the ho right now, on God
I'ma fuck her on the face, on God
The American dream, hoorah
These police ass niggas going live
He live, we slide
On mine, We slide
Fuck her in the face, hoorah
I done ran from the Porsche, just vibes
Hell, a real ass nigga won't die
Shit, a legend like me can't die
I'm alive, who lie?
I've been popping this shit since '9
Few times, whole times
If I go right now, I'm fine
If I die right now, I'm fine
I'm f
Got a bucket at home, still mine
Got the same lil' 'rari that climbs
I shine, big time
Boy, you gotta catch up, you blind
Got a girl, darkskin, she fine
Okay, rewind
Got a new lil' thang that grime
Got a best friend with her, that's mine
Keep trying
Want the money
'Cause the same old getting tired
You liar, you fired
The bullshit we on
The chain on neon
The frostbite on my wrist you cling on
The dead weight on my back just get on
I tell 'em, keep serving the white ho to Leon
I put gold seats in the house just to be on
I used to be on percs and X, it was kudos
The money got too big cash on sumo
Thank God for me, all my bitches gon' lie for me
Thank God for me, lil' G-Wag' and the Teslas Jeep
Thank God for me, all my niggas gon' slide for me, all my niggas gon' "shh" for me
