God Love It

[Intro]
[?]
Looking good, Lo?
Well tell [?] come scoop me. Where [?] at?
Need some coconut water, man
Box of green tea
I got you, man
Tell that fuckboy we don’t beef on the internet
No, no
Blow your head off, in the funeral, hug your mom
I’m into shit like that
[?] nigga

[Verse 1]
Damn
Nigga, if you riding, let’s get it in public
This flow from the heavens, I bet you God love it
Broad day, bump heads, I bet you die, sucker
Dice game, point eight, I bet you 500
Thirty shots on your block, a body in the summer
We the bounty hunters, drought time county numbers
All my youngings Questlove, I’ll be ‘round the drummers
Let that nigga show his face, I’ll put him down and under
This 2Pac with the nose ring
Caught slipping, hit him up, it was no thing
A young [?], shooting arm Joe Namath
You not familiar, pussy nigga, I don’t know your language
Cabrón, suck my dick, maricón
Blow a nigga roof off, now nobody home
And I got this new bitch that nobody bone
It’s John Gotti clone, minus talking on the phone

[Hook]
Getting head in the whip and I damn near crashed it
Me and Ab took them bricks, it was still in plastic
Give a nigga blue steel, but it’s all plastic
Make a nigga rush your crib, heard it’s in the mattress
Only ask you once then I let you have it
Undefeated on these chumps, you better check my status
Past due, gats blew, hats flew
Young bitch, tattoos, life’s a bitch, cash rules

[Verse 2]
Damn
No, no, we don’t beef on the internet
That shit for hoes, that shit for weirdos, we ain’t into that
Did a show and played the crowd, we was in the back
They got me running with a stick like I was in Iraq
It’s gold kush by the bush and it’s what I’m breathing
It’s summer time, I can’t wait ‘til it’s hoodie season
Razor work to his face, you should’ve seen him leaking
Up close, closed casket, we did him decent
Big truck and a lot of coins
Pin game insane, a young Donald Goines
You get it with insurance, I built up my endurance
One slip up, you get hit up, tear all through your garments
I resurrected when you least expect it
Get you killed while I’m sleep, boy I’m well connected
Do this for the streets and niggas in corrections
I’m coming for collections, I’m killing all contestants

[Hook]
Getting head in the whip and I damn near crashed it
Me and Ab took them bricks, it was still in plastic
Give a nigga blue steel, but it’s all plastic
Make a nigga rush your crib, heard it’s in the mattress
Only ask you once then I let you have it
Undefeated on these chumps, you better check my status
Past due, gats blew, hats flew
Young bitch, tattoos, life’s a bitch, cash rules

[Outro]
Nigga, if you riding, let’s get it in public
This flow from the heavens, I bet you God love it
Broad day, bump heads, I bet you die, sucker
Dice game, point eight, I bet you 500