Lil B - Goon Turned God lyrics

Evil Red Flame Real sh** [Verse 1: Lil B] I got the infrared, now ya dead n***as come to taliban Loading clips to gat attack Sharp like Randy Moss b**h riding shotgun My n***a in the other whip Treat me like the president Sending me them d**h threats Thinking on some other sh** n***a been had respect But n***as wanna test me That's when I Wayne Gretzky And put em on ice That really really gets me And I'm rich like Lisa Lesley And I don't rock ice And yes I run the ESPYS And yes I smoke, the best weed Buy a pound next week Sell it back next week The hustle just jet speeds Like Footlocker With clips up in the locker, like boom shaka locka I'm Taaka like vodka We riding Tonka Like Hustler and D-Love The game full of scrubs, computer screen thugs n***a fareal Young bloods, young cuz Fareal young thugs Cuz life ain't easy n***as wanna leave me splattered Key word n***as actors Key word actor Key word rapper Spacebar b**hes Fake n***as..tabbing b**hes Altering all my profit My homepage poppin' n***a play around, that AK..opera More like a whopper More like your father Is that your blood on your rug? Non-violent but you s**as pushed me way farther Till I grab the AR, explode Reload Uh, Red Flame Fareal Now you n***as know I'm a goon turned god befo' twenty fo' To the brain like dope n***a