GOD TALKIN SHHH

They thought I was motherfuckin' pilgrim

She like it when she feel good

Geeked up member, top dog, real top dog

We popped out and shoot a mothafucker

We just pulled up outside, got it all like a pilgrim

Why they like this sound? I fuck they eardrums

Call me like a coin, I make that money pump

Yeah, shoot 'em with that buck shot, I'm pumped

Fucking these twats up

We been fucking these knots up

We done got these bands up

Make the money, twerk like a motherfucking dancer

I can do whatever the fuck I want, I won't get cancelled

Why you join this army? You gon' serve these fucking bands

Don't tell me shit 'bout what the fuck you ever can do

You can show me books, I'm gon' burn us like a candle

Bitch, I'm front and center, yeah, Julius Randle

New York like the Knicks, and I still got my shank

Mini gun on top of that Blick, sitting on that tank

And I still got my army, yeah, fuck what you think

Yeah, I'm still drug addict, still sipping mighty

Shawty don't even know wassup wit' them, we overseas

Most them don't even know the CEO, that's how I see it

All my baby, suck my dick, every time I pull my pants up

You say you get this bread but you work at Quiznos

Real shit, that ****, the boy dead

Yeah, only real ones know what's that

A lot of brothers ain't have my back

Ion feel a way, I cut them off easy

Yeah, I take that slice, I take that shit cheesy

Yeah, all them rats, all them mice, Swiss cheesy

Yeah, I'm Jesus with these thorns, bitch, I'm still bleeding

I was young when I seen them aliens come

They told me what to do and what to run

Ion even try to be mean or try to be this or that

I try to do what the fuck I do and run that back

They forget awoo, like I would, I'm the wolf, yeah

Taliban my head like a shaman, like a monk

Yeah, you getting chewed, bitch

Like some bubblegum that's run through

Top dog, big boy, yeah, I do my grunt

No, we're not no quarterbacks at all, but we gon' punt through

Yeah, I fuck that twat up, show me what that cunt do

You know Yeat at the **** 'member when he come through

They see 7 on 7 tied, I'ma teach you 'bout severance

Least I know how to turn it, 737 on bad mitten

Lil' bitch banded, we gon' give you a baby

Tuck you in yo' bed, and we passing you the blinky

Rolly-polly, .308, we shoot 'em like the minky

I ain't sober, I'm a geek soldier and I'm drinking

Hold your thought, shut the fuck up while I'm thinking

Big gun, big truck, pull-up with that minky

Watch 'em fall down like you drown, like you sinking

Yeah, I cut you off like I'm blind, ain't no blinking

They thought I was motherfuckin' pilgrim

She like it when she feel good

Geeked up member, top dog, real top dog

We popped out and shoot a motherfucker