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let me tell y'all bout this fuck named godlydev fake career, fake love, no talent at all let me tell ya'll bout
all of his flaws don't get me started about his ex's and all - dont get me started on all of these "god" quotes let me ask
this because i know your a fucking bitch, how did god make you? there was probably a glitch.
You a fucking liar, you a fucking snitch all of your builds are shit, yo you need a new niche why you tryna build? you act like a bitch
Like a kid from the burbs whose parents are rich speaking of your parents, did they drop you on your head? where's your car at? arent you 22? you must need
special ed.
Half of the world would be happy if they'd found out you were dead couldn't get with linkmons sister two months later Elijah's ex showed up.
Elijah still regrets that shit, man it ain't cooly and yes he got betrayed, yea Devin, he screwed me
he cried like a bitch cause he called him family his name was under pressure so he did me dirty but its all hearsay that shit ain't worthy.
don't believe Devin he ain't trustworthy so fuck godlydev and what he says if it weren't for Roblox he'd have no friends. but that's not all let me tell you
more about this fag named dev. What happened to "The best Club builder on Roblox"? yes, Devin got with Elijah girl but he's still standing here screaming "fuck
the free world" if we do the math he's older than Elijah by four and all of my friends wanna run him off, shit i would too that's a punishment worse than the penalty but i
do fuck up, sometimes i wanna quit it all, sometimes I wish I wasn't involved at all sometimes i wish we could all say fuck that fag named dev. from the
bottom of our heart, man fuck dev.
Buddah Bless this beat
Fuck with me and get rich (Rich)
Popped one off, then she fly through the six (Six)
Keep a real nigga and she fuck with the bitch (Bitch)
Six in the morning and we still talking shit (Shit)
Drink a molly, go some weed
(Weed)
Pop bubblegum while she thumb through her weave
(Weave)
Pop bubblegum while she thumb through her weave
Pop, pop bubblegum while she thumb through her weave
(Weave)
Hey, you got it, drop, Ferrari ('Rari)
Hey, you got it, hoes, menagin'
Hey, you got it, woah, your wallet (Woah)
Two Falcon 50s back to back on autopilot (Woah)
Jumped on her phone and put them bands on her
Everywhere we go, we see some fans for her
The plug pulled up on me, wanna convo with us
Had to triumph, finesse or gon' buy 'em
Hey, you got it, trust the process (Process)
Hey, you got it, whip it, hibachi (Hibachi)
Hey, you got it, probably going through college (College)
Tryna figure out the best way to feed your wallet
(Yeah, yeah)
Fuck with me and get rich (Rich)
Popped one off then she fly through the six (Six)
Keep a real nigga and she fuck with the bitch (Bitch)
Six in the morning and we still talking shit (Shit)
Drink a molly, go some weed
(Weed)
Pop bubblegum while she thumb through her weave
(Weave)
Pop bubblegum while she thumb through her weave
(Weave)
Pop bubblegum while she thumb through her weave
(Yeah, yeah)
Hey, you got it, still got it poppin' (Poppin')
Hey, you got it, freeze on the diamonds (Freeze)
Hey, you got it, probably got somebody (Body)
That won't sacrifice it (No)
That don't satisfy you, yeah, yeah
I let her park the Benz, yeah (Skrrt skrrt)
Drop one off, then go shop with friends, yeah (Shop)
This the type of life we live, yeah (Can't stop)
Million dollar type of M's, yeah, yeah
Put her in the light and watch her eyes glow up (Glow)
Locked in tight, she like the vibe on us (Oh)
When she check the 'Gram watch her likes go up (Woah)
Watch her likes go up (Woah)
Fuck with me and get rich (Rich)
Popped one off then she fly through the six (Six)
Keep a real nigga and she fuck with the bitch (Bitch)
Six in the morning and we still talking shit (Shit)
Drink a molly, go some weed
(Weed)
Pop bubblegum while she thumb through her weave
(Weave)
Pop bubblegum while she thumb through her weave
(Weave)
Pop bubblegum while she thumb through her weave
(Yeah, yeah)
I'd rather keep it real with ya
Real hot girl s-, ah
It ain't always about what you like, sometimes it's about what's right
Helluva made this beat, baby
Huh
I'd rather be a... (I'd rather keep it real with ya)
'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway
You know you can't control me, baby, you need a real one in ya life
Them b- ain't gon' give it to you right
I'd rather be a... (I'd rather keep it real with ya)
'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway
You know you can't control me, baby, you need a real one in ya life
Them b- ain't gon' give it to you right (ayy)
Why you wanna play with me? You know I'm undefeated
A real hot girl know how to keep a n- heated
You say you want respect, well treat me how you wanna be treated
You told me keep it real, but you don't practice what you preachin'
You want me to blow your phone up and come a-lookin' for you 'til I find ya
You really want me to whoop the h- that you f- with if I find her
B-, you ain't that busy, I don't give a fuck what you ain't got time for
You look me in my eyes and know you lying, man, that's fraud, bruh
Man, you knew I was a player 'fore you met me, need to relax
You know that you gon' hate me if I get to playin' get-back
I ain't turn into no bad b- when you met me, boy, I been that
You tryna make me somethin' that I ain't, and I ain't with that (nah)
I'd rather be a... (I'd rather keep it real with ya)
'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway
You know you can't control me, baby, you need a real one in ya life
Them b- ain't gon' give it to you right
I'd rather be a... (I'd rather keep it real with ya)
'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway
You know you can't control me, baby, you need a real one in ya life
Them b- ain't gon' give it to you right
I got my mind on gettin' paid, we ain't spoke in some days
He prolly thinkin' I'm in pain, but I'm really on game
Ain't no n- finna stop me, independent, I got me
All the s- that I be needin', can't depend on a "Prolly"
And that's f- up, 'cause you know that I don't fuck with nobody
I be quiet, but you out here tellin' stories, one-sided
I ain't perfect and I try to fix the shit that ain't workin'
But it's 2020, I ain't finna argue 'bout twerkin'
Since you wanna test them waters, might as well jump in with both feet
If you leave me, and you see me, better act like you don't know me
If you think this shit get better with another b-, go get her (go and get her)
When you realize she ain't got you like I got you, I can't help ya
I'd rather be a... (I'd rather keep it real with ya)
'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway
You know you can't control me, baby, you need a real one in ya life
Them b- ain't gon' give it to you right
I'd rather be a... (I'd rather keep it real with ya)
'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway
You know you can't control me, baby, you need a real one in ya life
Them b- ain't gon' give it to you right
I'd rather be a... (I'd rather keep it real with ya)
'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway
You know you can't control me, baby, you need a real one in ya life
Them b- ain't gon' give it to you right
I'd rather be a... (I'd rather keep it real with ya)
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
I'd rather keep it real with ya
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Ha
Oh lord, Jetson made another one
Hah
Pack in the mail, it's gone (Uh)
She like how I smell, cologne (Yeah)
I just signed a deal, I'm on
Yeah, yeah
I go where I want
Good, good
Play if you want, let's do it (Ha)
I'm a young CEO, Suge (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
The first nigga play, I'ma body a nigga (Ha)
I just checked my balance
I'll probably pull up to your hood
And come buy me a nigga (No cap)
You know that your ho told you that nigga crazy
Don't think that she lied to you, nigga (Bitch)
Get caught with your ho when I'm poppin' 'em both
Now they high just like Bobby and Whitney (Haa)
Say I'm the goat, act like I don't know
But fuck it, I'm obviously winning
Don't make me go hit the bank
And take out a hundred
To show you our pockets are different (Ha)
I'm out with your bitch and I only want knowledge
She got a lil' mileage, I'm chillin' (Uh)
You disrespect me and I'll beat your ass up
All in front of your partners and children (Ahh, ahh)
I'm the type to let a nigga think that I'm broke
Until I pop out with a million (I pop)
Take 20K and put that on your head
And make one of your partners come kill you (Yeah)
Say he fuckin' with me then he gotta grow up
'Cause this nigga gotta be kiddin' (Kiddin')
This shit, it can't fit in my pocket
I got it, like I hit the lottery, nigga (Hot, hot, hot)
Opp, I'll slap the shit out a nigga
No talkin', I don't like to argue with niggas (I don't)
Ain't gon' be no more laughin'
You see me whip out guns
I'm gon' shot me a nigga (No cap)
I don't follow no bitches on IG
But all of your bitches, they follow a nigga (Ha)
And that lil' nigga ain't gon' shoot shit with that gun
He just pull it out in his pictures (Bitch, uh)
Hah
Pack in the mail, it's gone (Uh)
She like how I smell, cologne (Yeah)
I just signed a deal, I'm on
Yeah, yeah
I go where I want
Good, good
Play if you want, let's do it (Ha)
I'm a young CEO, Suge (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Hah
Pack in the mail, it's gone (Uh)
She like how I smell, cologne (Yeah)
I just signed a deal, I'm on
Yeah, yeah
I go where I want
Good, good
Play if you want, let's do it (Ha)
I'm a young CEO, Suge (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Talkin' 'bout, "Shit I'm gon' pop that" (Pop)
Got like thirty-two thousand in one of my pockets
The other one, that's where the Glock at (Glock)
You little nigga wanna be internet gangster
Man, tell all these little niggas stop that (Ha)
Beat and burnt me a nigga in front of the store
Where your mammy and grandmama shop at
(Bitch)
Hopped out on a whole other wave from these niggas
Let's see one of you little niggas top that
I will turn a nigga into a convertable
Push me a lil' nigga top back (Vroom)
Her boyfriend be hatin' and callin' her groupie
Just 'cause she like all my music (Ha)
She'll send me a text and then delete the message
He tryna find out, it's confusing
I don't know what these niggas is thinking about
Use the brain in your head 'fore you lose it (Bitch)
I'll pull up after school and I'll teach her some shit
Tell your bro I'm a motherfuckin' tutor
'Member I used to cheat off of pretty bitch test
All the teachers, they thought I was stupid (Uh huh)
Was expecting the Boxer to pull up on a trap
Man, this nigga pulled up on a scooter (The fuck?)
Hah
Pack in the mail, it's gone (Uh)
She like how I smell, cologne (Yeah)
I just signed a deal, I'm on
Yeah, yeah
I go where I want
Good, good
Play if you want, let's do it (Ha)
I'm a young CEO, Suge (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Hah
Pack in the mail, it's gone (Uh)
She like how I smell, cologne (Yeah)
I just signed a deal, I'm on
Yeah, yeah
I go where I want
Good, good
Play if you want, let's do it (Ha)
I'm a young CEO, Suge (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Sun is down, freezin' cold
That's how we already know winter's here
My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else
I tried to show 'em, yeah
I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gone on you with the pick and roll
Young LaFlame, he in sicko mode
Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes
This shit way too big, when we pull up give me the loot
(Gimme the loot!)
Was off the Remy, had a Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits
And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose
Some-some-some, someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
P-p-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
P-p-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (yeah)
This shit way too formal, y'all know I don't follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Hit my esรฉs, I need the bootch
'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too"
In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke
(Don't stop, pop that pussy!)
Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof (uh)
She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon"
We ain't even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool
Now I got her open, it's just the Goose
Who put this shit together? I'm the glue (someone said)
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
Someone said (playin' for keeps)
Someone said, motherfuck what someone said
(Don't play us for weak)
Yeah
Astro
Yeah, yeah
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up (Ay, ay)
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (yeah)
Now I hit the FBO with duffles in my hands
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy
Slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man
This shit got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block (down the block), made a right (yeah, right)
Cut the lights (yeah, what?), paid the price (yeah)
Niggas think it's sweet (nah, nah), it's on sight (yeah, what?)
Nothin' nice (yeah), baguettes in my ice (aww, man)
Jesus Christ (yeah), checks over stripes (yeah)
That's what I like (yeah), that's what we like (yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (bitch!)
See the shots that I took (ayy), wet like I'm Book (ayy)
Wet like I'm Lizzie, I be spinnin' Valley
Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (yeah, what?)
Like where is he? (Yeah, what?)
No one seen him (yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna clean 'em (yeah)
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffles in my hand (woo!)
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light, like a light
Like a light, like a light
Like a light (yeah), like a light
Like a light
Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly
Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah
He said, "Keep that on lock"
I said, "You know this shit, it's stife", yeah
It's absolute (yeah), I'm back reboot (it's lit!)
LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)
We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah
Shawty in the back
She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
Ain't by the book, yeah
This how it look, yeah
'Bout a check, yeah
Just check the foots, yeah
Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook, yeah