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Twin Gats, Diizii & DefNOTBio

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Goddamn
That ain't God's plan

They like, "goddamn," (Damn) this ain't God's plan (Nah)
But like Johnny Blaze; this youngin' is a hot head (Uh-huh)
I get it bussin' in this bitch just like SWAT can (Brra)
Time is tickin', Gwen Stacy, you gon' drop dead (Drop dead)
They like, "goddamn," (Damn) keep it truckin' like a Dodge RAM (Dodge)
I keep a stick in my pocket, call it pots, pans (Pots, pans)
I could make it rain just like God can
I'ma leave him for the beaver, they like God, damn

Hol' on, walk up in this bitch, like, goddamn
Get on my level, you can't do what the f*ck a god can
Your broad givin' me mega mind, I call her Roxanne
And youngin's trying to switch up on me, lil' bitch, I don't plot plans
So run my muh'fuckin' fade if you think you got hands
And the top drawer got the weapon, bitch, you know what I'm sayin'?
Y'all lil' rappers act like y'all the shit, foo', you don't got fans
F*ck a tweakin' youngin', the f*ck his name is? Bossman?
I'm no type to just go off for no reason and throw shots
But it's on my mother, I could hit you, far or close shots
How you expect support when you don't give it back?
And thinkin' I'ma join yo' lil' crew? Must be off some crack, huh
And, yes, I be fried, don't be think I'm rollin' with South
Yeah, you're bitchless, if you had one, though, I'd be all in her mouth
So someone tell that old head who still live in Mama's house
Pushin' thirty, actin' five, Hailen; the f*ck you talkin' 'bout?
I get you been through some trauma, uh, don't think I got a doubt
Don't mean postin' 'bout me's fixin' shit, you always actin' out
Next day I hit yo' DM 'bout it, I was trying to talk it out
Remember back in the days we'd give each other shouts
Shit, we used to be homies, but I grew up and you didn't
Always play the fuckin' victim', Dave, you must be fuckin' kiddin'
And this whole verse ain't no lie, I just told the facts, bruh
Bro, you yellin', "f*ck the haters!" But offended? It don't match up
You stay cryin' on the net, but act like you some fuckin' warrior
Wanna sue me for slander? Okay, foo', go hit up a lawyer
I'm a fuckin' creature when I'm off a liter, I done broke the meter
Yo' shit ain't no bumpin', my shit turnt the fuckin' speakers
Trying to make that preacher music, that shit gettin' weaker, you no leader
Even 'til this day that pussy still beggin' for features
I'm a stepper, f*ck some sneakers, turn my neck into a freezer
'Fore you find another bitch, she'll leave you before you can leave her
Beggin' me to listen to yo' tape, you ain't support me either
How you sleepin' on the youngin', oldin'? Knew you was a sleeper
Had yo' music on delay, okay, I'm really not that eager
Phire ain't did shit for you, homie, did you even fuckin' meet her?
I'ma player in the field, lil' bitch, you stuck up on the bleachers
I'm a taker and receiver, kill instrumentals, no reaper
And you got yo' first bitch, huh? But you couldn't even keep her
Hard to keep a bitch when there's a thousand miles in between ya'
Cuh, I used to be a dreamer, now my youngin' is a dealer
If yo' single mother ex-bitch come around, I'ma go feel her
With them three children, damn, boy, I bet you she's an eater
I done went off, lil' youngin', 'fore I'm out, I'll blast the heater, phew

They like, "goddamn," (Damn) this ain't God's plan (Nah)
But like Johnny Blaze; this youngin' is a hot head (Uh-huh)
I get it bussin' in this bitch just like SWAT can (Brra)
Time is tickin', Gwen Stacy, you gon' drop dead (Drop dead)
They like, "goddamn," (Damn) keep it truckin' like a Dodge RAM (Dodge)
I keep a stick in my pocket, call it pots, pans (Pots, pans)
I could make it rain just like God can
I'ma leave him for the beaver, they like God, damn

Yeah, and go fuckin' cry about this shit on the net
You lil' bitch
(Agh, Diizii!)
Had to bring that tag back, you know what I'm sayin'?

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