Lil $tunt - God Lyrics

All sick, yeah, I was f*cking other bitches
F*ck out my face, stop playing with my riches
Heavy metal jacket got 'em stepping on eggshells
Retail therapy, she only wearing seashells
Yeah, my other hobby is filmography
I haven't been sleeping but that ain't what she think
Ain't a dime, she a Lincoln, she wishing but she sinking
Pulling out the stops, I been at the brink
Bitch, I bought a gun, now we having fun
Better run, 'cause I'm coming up on info
Call me Johnny, walking sinful, I'ma make it simple
Out here playing Limbo, come and gimme some
Bitch, I'm gone before any thinking twice
I done made up my vice, chopsticks, we eating rice
Dish me up a slice, yeah, I ain't even thinking twice
Get the f*ck out my business, you ain't even knowing shit
You ain't even blowing shit, got racks out my whip
Keep the windows down, blowing smoke at the cops
They ain't even coming for me, they waiting for me to f*ck up
Running this the f*ck up, they better f*ck with me
Can't have love without trust, so I swear I bring this city up
Ain't no love for the saints, ain't no rest for the weary
Yeah, this winter looking eerie, I ain't talk about snow
Get it on the low, .308's got me showing
I ain't tell you what I'm throwing, I done broke the bank
What you think, you wanna throw it, kid, that's a spank
I ain't never been below it, who am I to blame
Bitch, I'm paying off my warrant, who am I to thank
Skunky and shameless like I was Frank
How you gon' expect shit from me when I don't even know you
How you expect me to be everything, you was nothing
Tax season her favorite season, so she ain't get it off swallowing some semen
I woke up a motherf*cking demon, no reason, no notes
Evidence, I'ma smoke
Hella trees for these bees, tell 'em get off they knees
At my leisure when I gotta pick up the O.G
That's me, they attached to me
They ain't never got the racks for me
Keep it real, how it's meant to be
Tax season her favorite season, so she ain't get it off swallowing some semen
I woke up a motherf*cking demon, no reason, no notes
Evidence, I'ma smoke
Hella trees for these bees, tell 'em get off they knees
At my leisure when I gotta pick up the O.G
That's me, they attached to me
They ain't never got the racks for me
Keep it real, how it's meant to be
I'm the greatest that they ever had
I'm a daddy to these punks, I been rolling with skunks
Eating lunch with some kings, tell me what the future bring
Pushing P 'til I'm dead, when I'm dead, I ain't let the choirs sing
Let it ring, my name Tyson when it's foolies tryna ring
Out the bong, call her Bing but that bitch ain't human
Always putting on a show, I'ma call her Truman
She thinking I'm smart, bitch, I keep it luminous
What to do with these blood-colored glasses
I'ma put 'em on they asses, bitch, this easy work
Let me see you work, let me see that work
Hella stressed out, bitch, I need this Perc
Tryna get a rise out me, I might go berserk
Overworked, underfed, bitch, I'm needing some head
I ain't attracting no feds, that's as far as I know
I ain't exactly what they need but I'm exactly what they want
I'm the greatest that they ever had
I'm a daddy to these punks, I been rolling with skunks
Eating lunch with some kings, tell me what the future bring
Pushing P 'til I'm dead, when I'm dead, I ain't let the choirs sing
Let it ring, my name Tyson when it's foolies tryna ring
Out the bong, call her Bing but that bitch ain't human
Always putting on a show, I'ma call her Truman
She thinking I'm smart, bitch, I keep it luminous
(I bought a gun, now we having fun)
(Better run, 'cause I'm coming up on info)
(Call me Johnny, walking sinful, I'ma make it simple)
(Out here playing Limbo, come and gimme some)
(Bitch, I'm gone before any thinking twice)
(I done made up my vice, chopsticks, we eating rice)
(Dish me up a slice, yeah)