G.O.D. (Grease On Deck)

[Intro]
Grease!
Grease!
Grease?
Grease!
If you never seen that movie Grease nigga turn this shit off nigga real talk, feel me?
Fly Doo on the beat nigga, wassup nigga
Yung
God
Yung
God
Drip
Drip
Wet
Grease!
Grease!
Hah!
Hah!

[Chorus]
Stars do not shine when the sun's out
These niggas don't talk the same shit when they see we got guns out
This infinite swag, how the fuck I'm gone run out?
A typhoon, a shogun, you best close your damn mouth
Bitch I got greaseeeeeeee
I got the grease
I got the grease
Bitch I got greaseeeeeeee
I got the grease?
Bitch I got grease?
Bitch I got--

[Verse 1]
Rep Ocean Gang and you ain't got your feet wet?
That 9mm leave him sea sick
I call your bitch Kleenex, she blow me one time then she useless
You probably ain't a hustler if you don't like my music
They think that I'm stupid but I got the blueprint
You rant all you want but in the end you just a human
All your niggas talk shit, all my niggas prove it
Fuck with Ocean Gang you will have the life span of a goldfish
This is hip hip hop-nosis, I'm six deep with Danny and Roger and Kenickie and Sonny and Doody
Your hoe wanna make a movie, a sex tape
I'm greased with an SK, my unborn on her face
We deeper than your family tree
You living in a parody cause you don't got no clarity
Need a legacy just to speak to me
I'm G.O.D. that mean grease on deck, my lifestyle XXX
My lifestyle XXX, I'm soaking wet with that grease

[Chorus]
Stars do not shine when the sun's out
These niggas don't talk the same shit when they see we got guns out
This infinite swag, how the fuck I'm gone run out?
A typhoon, a shogun, you best close your damn mouth
Bitch I got greaseeeeeeee
I got the grease
I got the grease
Bitch I got greaseeeeeeee
I got the grease?
Bitch I got grease?
Bitch I got grease?

[Outro]
Grease!
Grease!
Grease!
Grease!
Grease!
Grease!
Grease!
Grease!
Grease!
Grease!