ANDRWMAARS - One Wit Gods

If I had a gun her name would molly
Cuz I finna pop, pop that shit
Black boy, brown skin I got a family in Mali
I see 'em on my streams Spotify ass nigga cuz its 2019
I kame to the playground I fucked around and shot the sheriff
Now I'm cuffed up even got a wifey molly got Tony Montana on a boy
Playin' with the glocky like a toy beat a homie up
Tell em niggas free rocky
If you draw first blood I go Rambo
Shoot a homie till my baby outta ammo
Call me a soldier rocking camo I hate a nigga call me famo
I had a nigga call me famo
Fuck, hol' up
I be shooting shit and I'm one with the gods
Hol' up
Baars, maars

Hol' up, I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods, I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods
I'm up in the sky
I'm one with the gods

Hol' up I'm one with the gods
I want the shmoke ain't no time to disguise
Hol up all my bitches gone ride
All my niggas they drip like a storm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
Hol' up I'm one with the gods
I want the shmoke ain't no time to disguise
Hol up all my bitches gone ride
All my niggas they drip like a storm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm

Hol' up, I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods, I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods
I'm up in the sky
I'm one with the gods

Hol' up I'm one with the gods
I want the shmoke ain't no time to disguise
Hol up all my bitches gone ride
All my niggas they drip like a storm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm

My gun got a baby I'm a fool, but it's cool I gotta shoot
It's been a minute you dig, I did it but its music
So it's hard to tell my family I made it how can I say such if I'm not caking
Wake up in the morning tryna stack up on Madiba's
Secure some deals, I used to hit up Adidas
If I had a gun that'll be my diva
Never caught slipping not mention smoking reefer
If you think I'm not going to shoot
Know the devil is a lie never do that I will teach ya
Good people dying but you homies still alive
I'd kill everyday if killing wasn't a fucking crime
Drop a couple dimes for the AK
Spitting fire on everybody songs I'm sounding like an AK
The baby K not a baby
Pakistan's I pack the heat and pack the mac 11
I'm like Stan, Stan smith's on my feet
Stepping on the devil jumping on a beat
I'm one with the gods
I made coco from my image
I need a new scope for that rifle
Enjoy the music when I pipe you

Hol' up I'm one with the gods
I want the shmoke ain't no time to disguise
Hol up all my bitches gone ride
All my niggas they drip like a storm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
Hol' up I'm one with the gods
I want the shmoke ain't no time to disguise
Hol up all my bitches gone ride
All my niggas they drip like a storm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm

Hol' up, I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods, I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods
I'm up in the sky
I'm one with the gods

Hol' up I'm one with the gods
I want the shmoke ain't no time to disguise
Hol up all my bitches gone ride
All my niggas they drip like a storm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My glock is hot and she's keeping warm

Written by:
Phila-Jr Maphumulo, Sphamandla Zondo

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