Lord Have Mercy

[ Hook: S God ]
S God, you know what the name is
She comin' home with me cause it's fuck who she came with
Say you not a fan then you fuckin' faggots brainless
Ask your god for mercy 'fore I hit you with the K bitch
What I'm 'bout? Bitch I'm 'bout that gang shit
She comin' home with me cause it's fuck who she came with
Say I'm not a god then you fuckin' faggots brainless
Tryna come at me Imma hit you with the K bitch

[ Verse 1: S God ]
Better ask your god for mercy
'Cause comin' for my head will just leave you in a herse see
Nothin' you could ever say will ever fuckin' hurt me
I'm ridin' with the double styro sippin' on that dity
Fuckin' with the God and Imma seperate your head and shoulders
It ain't nothin' to me I'm conditioned like a fuckin' soldier
Flushin' out the fakes and I'm drainin' all they life force
All you pussies washed out what you even write for?
I fuck bitches by the two
I pop zannies by the ten
And every bitch I ever fucked said they wish it wouldn't end
I cash out with the squad and we ridin' 'round in Bentlys
Keep the draco by my side just in case they try to end me
Pussy boys gon' keep on talkin' throwin' dirt on my name
But it's $15,000 just to make a flyer with my name
I don' spent 3 grips on my motherfuckin' chain
I ain't never spent a dime on a bitch stop playin'
Who the fuck I think I am?
I'm a God bitch don't fuck with me
All you new rappers, really you can't fuck with me
Stuntin' on you fuckers has become just so addictive
I kill all you weak ass pussies I leave no surviving vitims

[ Hook: S God ]
S God, you know what the name is
She comin' home with me cause it's fuck who she came with
Say you not a fan then you fuckin' faggots brainless
Ask your god for mercy 'fore I hit you with the K bitch
What I'm 'bout? Bitch I'm 'bout that gang shit
She comin' home with me cause it's fuck who she came with
Say I'm not a god then you fuckin' faggots brainless
Tryna come at me Imma hit you with the K bitch

[ Verse 2: S God ]
Big boy shit water drippin' off the Fiji crystals
Say you got some guns but they lookin' like some water pistols
I'm the undisputed king of Texas bitch don't challange me
I go back to back on your ass I'm too damaging
Pull up with the guns and I'm ready to blast
Hollow tips out the crome at your ass
I am like Gandolf cause you cannot pass
Not 21 but I do got the mac
All of these rappers they try but they lack
Try to be dope but they just spittin' whack
Pull up to the block and they wavin' white flags
The reaper of rap I'm dressed in all black
Ride with the hunneds I never get ones
Keep talkin' shit I shoot at your lung
Stupid lil' bitch cannot play with my funds
Fuck on your hoe yes I bang her like drums
You lookin' stupid you do not get stacks
Imma keep ballin' collectin' the racks
I might just pull up I'm sippin' on Ack
Push on the button the top it go back
Yuhh
I'm just flexin' on these pussies
Clamin' that they pro but they level be on rookie
They can't beat my high score, bitch it's cause I write more
Can't stand on my bankroll I'm too scared of heights whore
Gang gang that's how I roll
My shit cold, sub zero flow
I ain't payin' for no pussy no
They droppin' racks just to book me tho
I been the best 2 tripple 0
I make bank you ain't makin' money tho
I'm A1 you ain't fuckin' with the flow
It's AG from the TX hoe

[ Hook: S God ]
S God, you know what the name is
She comin' home with me cause it's fuck who she came with
Say you not a fan then you fuckin' faggots brainless
Ask your god for mercy 'fore I hit you with the K bitch
What I'm 'bout? Bitch I'm 'bout that gang shit
She comin' home with me cause it's fuck who she came with
Say I'm not a god then you fuckin' faggots brainless
Tryna come at me Imma hit you with the K bitch