Grambino the Great - God Did

Yeah
Yeah
Look
Who dat put dat Rollie on ya wrist
God did
Who put dat gold all on ya chest
God did
Tell me how we knew dat we da best
God did
Every time he show up it's a flex
It's da God kid
Who dat put dat Rollie on ya wrist
God did
Who put dat gold all on ya chest
God did
Tell me how we knew dat we da best
God did
Every time he show up it's a flex
It's da God kid
Check
No room for fear in my heart
Already told em I'm a staple I've been here from the start
We got em frozen like a deer up in the headlights
They small time check they hair it's probably head lice
It's a long line of weapons that didn't prosper
Fake friends imposters
That act like they really love you
They really deserve an Oscar but
The only time I trip is with a passport
Money in the bank 320 on the dashboard gone
Who dat put dat Rollie on ya wrist
God did
Who put dat gold all on ya chest
God did
Tell me how we knew dat we da best
God did
Every time he show up it's a flex
It's da God kid
Who dat put dat Rollie on ya wrist
God did
Who put dat gold all on ya chest
God did
Tell me how we knew dat we da best
God did
Every time he show up it's a flex
It's da God kid
Look
Stayed down now I'm on my way up
It's light work the man so smooth each shot is like a layup
Playa
Been woke so long I stay up
They sleep they style is on the rocks I give it to em straight up
Don't get caught slippin' tryin' to fraud your way up
And get exposed it's just the laws of nature
Go back and forth tryin' to stay current like and alternator
When opportunity comes knockin' like that awkward neighbour
That needs some sugar but you out and so it's salt you gave her
Flavour
Who dat put dat Rollie on ya wrist
God did
Who put dat gold all on ya chest
God did
Tell me how we knew dat we da best
God did
Every time he show up it's a flex
It's da God kid
Who dat put dat Rollie on ya wrist
God did
Who put dat gold all on ya chest
God did
Tell me how we knew dat we da best
God did
Every time he show up it's a flex
It's da God kid
A man's gifts maketh room for him
And bringeth him before great men
I knew I was the greatest since grade ten
On second thought I must be mistaken
Months I was eight then
Just kickin' shit all over my play pen
Da God

Written by:
Eton Lawrence

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