Zaytoven - Gods Witness lyrics

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Zaytoven - Gods Witness lyrics

[Verse 1] I was born legendary on the 12th of February Big fat rich n***a, call me Refrigerator Perry If I piss on your head then call it rain, do you believe it? And your girl's a freak and I'ma leak it, I can't keep a secret (f** It) 40 thou, chillin' out, under my PosturePedic mattress Look at me now, iced out, damn I can f** an actress 40 thou for a brick now and that's not even taxin Turn my spot to a lean house, all I drink is Activis And I ain't even gotta flex to you b**h, I'm rich Got the whole wide world shawty on my dick Go tell your hot mouth ho she can s** my dick I blow my nose with money ho, I'm snot nose rich 6's on my chargers so I'm dodging potholes ho Your n***a lost cuz he got on a Movado watch And spill the sauce, b**h it ain't a car that I ain't got Your n***a lost it but Gucci 'bout to lose his top She found it s**y that every problem I got I address it These n***as flexin', I pistol whip the boy that bring the message Police interrogate me, man f** the sh**, am I arrested? If not then let me go cuz b**h I got a show in Texas Black n***a but I gotta stab like I'm Mexican And I'mma hit your next of kin if I don't have my Benjamins Popped two mollies and it boosted my adrenaline And your baby mama say my nuts taste like cinnamon [Hook] I pull up in a Bentley and I give they a** the business Tractor trailer full of midget, n***a come and get it n***a you know all the cash I made on I-20 God can be my witness, I'm a real trap n***a Pull up in the Bentley and I give they a** the business I'm servin' by myself cuz I don't need no co-defendant Hand countin the money lost count at 560 Cartel wanna clip me cuz I intercept the shipment [Verse 2] I've been sellin' dope since a little boy, I ain't have no choice Two man operation but I ain't have no voice I ain't have no Rolls Royce and I ain't have no Porsche But if you step on these Air Force Ones, then your a** gon' get jumped, son Gotta Apologize to your granddaddy cuz I beat up your grandson I've been jumpin out of that van boy, cuz I owe cash to the landlord Say I whip the n***a with a pool stick, man Gucci Mane is no pool shark All this diamonds sittin' on my chest baby, they turned me into a cold heart You can jump in front of these bullets and act like you a Braveheart Quick ticket to the graveyard, playin' hard but you fake heart You with the won't bust a grape boys, mine kidnap and rape boys Know the streets ain't safe boy, suggest you open that safe boy You've been owing me since the 3rd n***a, and you don't know it's the 8 month Like how your blood taste boy, cuz you lyin' to me in my face boy Your dad say you're a disgrace, mistake in the first place Glock 40 on my waist, and I tote a pistol on the first date [Hook] I pull up in a Bentley and I give they a** the business Tractor trailer full of midget, n***a come and get it n***a you know all the cash I made on I-20 God can be my witness, I'm a real trap n***a Pull up in the Bentley and I give they a** the business I'm servin' by myself cuz I don't need no co-defendant Hand countin the money lost count at 560 Cartel wanna clip me cuz I intercept the shipment

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