Josh D. - Hey God!

Yeah, you know we going up
Josh motherfucking D, hoe
Yeah, yeah
Banana clips, AR's
Leave them dead like, hey God
Free the homies locked in the yard
She say I'm a dog, Saint Bernard
Banana clips, AR's
Keep .223's in the garage
They got titties just like Minaj
Too many gold chains then we gonna rob
No, we cannot fuck
I just really want the top
Security let me bring my glock
We was down, but now we up
I been trapping, working from the bottom
It's a mission, mane
Hit the gas full throttle
Clouds up in the whip, no hurricane
I just fucked a model
She couldn't take it, said it's hurting me
And if I catch your bitch in public
You know she ain't curving me
You learn to be real when you down bad
See me posted where the pounds at
Hit her on knees, watch it bounce back
This pussy so good, get a brown bag
Where we came from we ain't gonna go back
We been on the grind just to go get the sack
I'm really real, I don't need to say no cap
And all my homies shooters, they don't even like to rap
Bottles on ice get drank all through the night
Shorty so bad, I don't even really got no type
Banana clips, AR's
Leave them dead like, hey God
Free the homies locked in the yard
She say I'm a dog, Saint Bernard
Banana clips, AR's
Keep .223's in the garage
They got titties just like Minaj
Too many gold chains then we gonna rob
No, we cannot fuck
I just really want the top
Security let me bring my glock
We was down, but now we up
If twelve pull us over then we hit maneuvers
Left them in the dirt then we keep it moving
Cause if twelve pull me over right now then we not going down
Yeah, we all dogs and we don't wanna go to the pound
Big body Benz at the light, gotta rev it loud
And I don't need new friends, I'm good with the one that's around
I don't even wanna see the check
Get the cash and go collect
VVS diamonds on my neck
And I know they feel me cause I'm up next
I'm sticking to rapping, I don't got no options
I don't post on Insta cause they pocket watching
Can't leave without sticks cause I know that they plotting
I smoked so much gas, my mouth feel like cotton
Banana clips, AR's
Leave them dead like, hey God
Free the homies locked in the yard
She say I'm a dog, Saint Bernard
Banana clips, AR's
Keep .223's in the garage
They got titties just like Minaj
Too many gold chains then we gonna rob
No, we cannot fuck
I just really want the top
Security let me bring my glock
We was down, but now we up

Written by:
Joshua Jones

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