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this year! - godlikegio lyrics

this year!* godlikegio

[intro]
yuh, yuh (uh!)
yuh, yuh, yuh (uh!)
aye, yuh

[chorus]
this year i’m copping everything (everything!)
yuh ricky & cha*nay nay
double cc double gg (gg)
f*ck a hood b*tch i want riri (i want riri)
hit her phone up but she don’t ever wanna see me (uh!)

[chorus 2]
godlike ballin on these n*ggas
godlike hit a 3 peat (uh!)
godlike steady stackin up his bread but he like 6 feet (uh!)
godlike got the b*tches on his d*ck cuz he got big meat (uh huh)
godlike sold his soul to make some money like he big meech
godlike pray to god and practice love but no he don’t preach
godlikе in the cut cleanin sh*t up but it’s no bleach (oh f*ck!)
cocainе mixed with molly on the table made his nose bleed
coolin with yo b*tch she on the scene and now she won’t leave
[verse]
i was down bad last summer n*gga honestly
steady stayin up (up, uppy) you know i don’t sleep
bad b*tch give me suck(suck, sucky) she be suckin me
godlike in her guts she say daddy (f*ck me harder)
used to sip the lean but had to quit to save my kidneys
don’t know if it’s drugs or if it’s love that’s really k!llin me
don’t know if it’s love or if it’s l*st that’s why she feelin me
but i’m at the bodega, rockin my bottegas
feelin like i’m bia, wouldn’t wanna be ya
broke b*tch, i’ll see ya later
bye bye hater
all star in a death star, i’m darth vader
i don’t really care, i just get the paper
that’s why

[chorus]
this year i’m copping everything (everything)
yuh ricky & cha*nay nay
double cc double gg (double gg)
f*ck a hood b*tch i want riri (i want riri, i want riri)
hit her phone up but she don’t ever wanna see me (uh!)

[chorus 2]
godlike ballin on these n*ggas
godlike hit a 3 peat (uh!)
godlike steady stackin up his bread but he like 6 feet (uh!)
godlike got the b*tches on his d*ck cuz he got big meat
godlike sold his soul to make some money like he big meech
godlike pray to god and practice love but no he don’t preach
godlike in the cut cleanin sh*t up but it’s no bleach
cocaine mixed with molly on the table made his nose bleed
coolin with yo b*tch she on the scene and now she won’t leave (honestly)

- godlikegio lyrics

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