Told her babe go get the Glock, kiss the gun Hit and run This that type of shit that get you killed if you bite ya tongue Momma gone Where my soul? What is right we don't know wrong Ghettos trends, follow hoes, cast your sins, name me Gold Pop the trunk Pop the pop the trunk Get that gun up out Blacker whip Blacker tint the whip Blackest bitch up in Right up in the upper seat Ebony, Ivory White bitch with them fat titties Rack city, rack city, bitch Snake niggas never trust 'em Even niggas close like brothas' Kiss your bitch then kiss your motha' Ain't dat shit just so damn grimy Kanye said he wanna sign me I said \"nigga get a copy\" Like A Rocky, fuck them nigga, we them Papis, ain't I cocky? Plus I'm rude Tell em this is my hood And my niggas is shooters my Maryland niggas got rugers Might pop up on ya like Suge Knight nigga with a fuckin' knife Take your fucking kids and fuck your family and fuck your wife And this can be our theme music Drink gasoline to it And rev her engine like I key her with my pin precision I pen the paper to the pad I wrote it down with emphasis My empathy is just so intricate it sickens me The Wimbledon I will achieve Tennis racket panty playa pop the pill the pussy slayer Baby smokin' hella papers Paper makin' kill a savage smokin' cabbage to feel it happen Spiritual oh spirit spiritual it make ya go to war Oh, yeah, baby
Yeah, bitch Yeah
[Hook:] God complex nigga I'm the great, I'm the great Bitch nigga stand in line, y'all gotta wait, gotta wait God complex bitch I'm the great, I'm the great Bitch niggas go over there, stand in line y'all gotta wait God complex nigga I'm the great, I'm the great Fuck a bathing, fuck a bathing, I'm a killer I'm an ape God complex nigga I'm the great, I'm the great Squads click till I motherfucking die y'all gotta wait