Syndrome - Naming Gods lyrics

[Verse #1] Yea I heard some of yall n***as like to name Gods So listen to this I'm about to take a few shots at yo a** Clap back n***a I'm expecting that Where the f** you been Is you a mute Just claiming rap but not really in it Oh damn yea that's cute You shoulda known my rhymes Are colder than ice cube This ain't no ps4 n***a stop playing Just put your hands together And aye start praying [Verse #2] I got yo rent Wrapped around my f**ing neck n***a Why you trippin fo? Do you need a hoe? Clearly haven't taken a look in the mirror Cause you's a phony See me You start creaming in terror But it's not like this is your first error You f**ed up And now youre shaking in tremor Did someone call Phillips Cause I'm feeling like Trevor If this was chess I'd be dominating the game Cause your move wasn't really that clever Trynna beat me ha b**h never So I don't wanna hear no complaining You'd be joking if you was even talking about comparing All these punchlines coming Straight outta my brain Talking sh** ,calling shots You're the one that made me go insane So pull back Start riding in your own lane I'm bouta sh** on yo forehead [Bridge: Speech] You know, I could be a chef too I don't needa be cooking you up like this Ha ha Yea [Verse #3] I could be a chef too Cause I've heard Appetite for destruction I got the recipe I ain't got no need To start acting like a b**h I remember the days when You use to like stitch Yo momma shoulda been more strict with you You wanna be a god Then you better do a lot If you wanna get near me You better learn the rules of war Best believe I'll burry you down to the core Cause the scoreboard obviously Currently Isn't on your side lil homie Lemme name some gods for you We got , Helios , Bes , Hermis , Anubis I knew this You is sh** n***a The sound of failure is more lit n***a Trynna live lavish Iam the f**ing savage Not even calling beef I'm just making A damn ham sandwich You could really use some sleep So go take a nap And Stop trying to rap fool I'm sitting and sh**ting on you n***a you's Like a stool a f**ing tool I play with you And pick you apart Knock yo a** out easily out the park Calling n***as snitch Cause switchin up on you Well n***a you was right Cus I'm bouta f** yo b**h Remember shorty with the big booty And lemme tell you she know how to drive Cause she know how to handle stick Now she ridin on my dick And you know she like it big Better luck next time Heard you was a semi God Well n***a I'm the real deal Come f** with me and my squad Claiming Houston Mc n***a you just a wannabe Post it up kid Pop a screw at the dogg pound Meet me up at h-town Cus I got real dealers You know it's T-Axes thru k**afornia I hit a n***a up They be like i k** em for ya Fake a** n***a Come f** with me JRIZZY!