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wyd - s god lyrics

[verse 1: s god]
jumpin’ in the coupe like a sp-ceship
why your jewelry lookin’ like it’s homemade; makeshift
b-tch i’m boutta pull up on your wave, start to break sh-t
wrist got the bust down cartier bracelet
s god takin’ over, tell ’em all to face it
never gonna dethrone me ’cause you basic
flame that i got never fade, gonna stay lit
money never getting old, b-tch it got a facelift
everything i want i get
you a private, i’m a vet
grabbin’ on what’s on her chest
gucci bugs up on my vest
brash, i flash the check i’m spending on you
i got bags of cash lil b-tch i’m flexin’ on you
rappin’, trappin’, aye lil b-tch i do it all
snappin, stackin’, blow a check up at the mall

[verse 2: s god]
chain on my neck
iced out baguettes
testin’ my set, you be sure to regret
light a b-tch up like a blunt or cigarette
b-tch i go harder than my d-ck during s-x
golden flow
t–th on froze
all white diamonds
look like snow
sold out shows
iced out soul
b-tch my pockets
overload
d-mn
k!ller on the lose, ski mask, pink hair, ridin’ foreign coupes oh yeah oh yeah
b-tch i got the juice, chains on my neck like an iced out noose oh yeah oh yeah
lightning strike on the mic, i’m zeus
k!llin’ all you motherf-ckers, never make a truce
keep my name out your mouth and my song on your phone
better watch your f-ckin’ tone ‘fore you get trapped alone
god of the flex
anybody with a brain know i’m up next
heard my song once, now i got you mad ’cause your girl obsessed
aye lil b-tch i’m a god with the pen
pack 10 b-tches in the motherf-ckin’ bendz
wannabes pray to me, say amen
you ain’t nothin’ but an enemy, never been a friend

[bridge: s god]
f-ck you mean
f-ck you mean
f-ck you mean
yeah yeah
f-ck with me
f-ck with me
f-ck with me
yeah yeah
f-ck you mean
f-ck you mean
f-ck you mean
yeah yeah
f-ck with me
f-ck with me
f-ck with me
yeah yeah

[hook: s god]
what you doin’, where you at
hoe come pull up to the pad
bring your friends if they tens
we can skrt off in the bendz
what you need, what you want
you got problems, pull the pump
i been flexin’ from the jump
extendo d-ck will leave you slumped
what you doin’, where you at
hoe come pull up to the pad
bring your friends if they tens
we can skrt off in the bendz
what you need, what you want
you got problems, pull the pump
i been flexin’ from the jump
extendo d-ck will leave you slumped

- s god lyrics

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