[Intro]
Pull up to the scene, pull up to the scene
Ain't no true religion, I got Ksubi on my jeans
Lil' mama looking bad that pussy trimmed clean
I'ma lick it, I'ma eat it 'till she fall asleep
(DJ swift on the track)
Lil Raven, Lil Raven
But I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, I'm a god, black, black
[Chorus]
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
[Verse 1]
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
Brand new Benz, hit the pedal to the metal (Skrrt)
Ayy, I'm shinin' hard, look at my bezel (Look at my bezel)
Yeah, I'm fly, bitch, I'm on another level (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, pull up to the scene, pull up to the scene (The scene, ayy)
Ain't no True Religion, I got Ksubi on my jeans (Ksubi, Ksubi, Ksubi)
Lil' mama looking bad, that pussy trimmed clean (Clean, clean)
I'ma lick it, I'ma eat it 'til she fall asleep (Ew, ew)
My bitch foreign, and my clothes European (European)
She wanna come with me for a reason (For a reason)
She a angel, but I fuck her like a demon (Just like a demon)
She love to suck my dick, she need Jesus (She need Jesus)
[Chorus]
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
I'm a god, but I fuck her like a devil
[Verse 2]
Ayy, I ain't spray cologne, I smell like new Benjis (Blue hunnids)
Ayy, hop inside the Benz and jump out the Bentley (Bentley, yeah)
Ayy, these niggas stealing swag, okay, I got plenty (I got plenty)
Yeah (Ayy-ayy), ayy, okay, I got plenty
Lil Raven fuck that pussy like I'm Satan (Satan)
Ayy, I'm dunkin' on these bitches like I'm Davis (Davis)
Ayy, I'm spendin' all this money, why you savin'? (Why? Why?)
Ayy, I'm spendin' all this money, why they hatin'? (Why? Why?)
I'm in a foreign, baby, I ain't in no Honda (Foreign)
I count it up, zeros, I got commas (Commas)
Designer, might ball out at Prada (Prada)
Black Magic, Voilà (Black Magic, Black Magic)