God Like Lyrics – Summrs
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I’m rockin’ off of four pills
[?], you come in the crib
My diamonds like a chandelier
Yeah, you ain’t gettin’ money, you ain’t ever seen a mill’ (Woo)
Yeah, racks is in my body, and they give me ***’ chills (BNYX)
[?] a ***’s car
If you play with one of my *** you gon’ die (Ah)
Kickin’ *** up in the [?], with my ***, we just get *** (Hah)
If I go buy me a ‘Cat, it’s gon’ be a redeye (Redeye, redeye)
If you scared to go in the trench, you can get out the ride (Woo)
Diamond crosses hangin’ from my neck, feel like God (Like God)
I don’t play ‘bout my ***’ respect, you gon’ die (Die, die)
I just left the club with two ***, hell of a night (Night, night)
You know this *** gon’ come off that neck, even if she shy (Shy, shy)
All I wanna do is get rich and live my life (Yeah)
I tell all my niggas “Don’t leave the crib,” without they iron
I’ma treat this life like a ***’ *** even if she fine (Yeah)
Somehow our hearts still intertwined, like a ***’ vine
I hop out the Rolls-Royce seat, I might put Chrome Hearts on the seats
If I get it, I pay you, the first thing you know, I ain’t never payin’ no lease
I’ma leave that rich *** baby, diamond Audemars Piguets on me
Just put another OD, ‘cause I’m off another milligramski
I’m like too ***’ ***, baby girl, just put it out, on God
Don’t make me put you in the sky, put my ***’ hit up, make ‘em go slide
Piece of pie, it’d be easy for you to die
I be crushin’ motherfuckin’ sticks everywhere that I go, so don’t even try
I be rockin’ Chrome and Alyx, I don’t even check the receipt
But I keep on [?], I don’t know, but the IRS after me
I’m rockin’ off of four pills
[?], you come in the crib
My diamonds like a chandelier
Yeah, you ain’t gettin’ money, you ain’t ever seen a mill’ (Woo)
Yeah, racks is in my body, and they give me ***’ chills (Chills)
Ooh, chills
Ooh