Holy

[Chorus]
Ba-Bad bih' holy and she go to Church
Bu-But she still let me FUCK
Yes, she still let me fuck
Go-Got that Glock on me, I keep it tucked
She keep on arguing, man, this bih' petty
White ho' finna set you up, call that bih' Betty
Nigga, "Suprise!" Pop out the cut like confetti
H-HA, HA, that nigga won't ready for me
T-T-That pussy nigga took off running, he flee'
Hallelujah! Bitch, I got bread!!!
That boy try' to run up, he finna be dead
I look at my bank, that shit looking good
And I do this rap to get out the hood
And I need some bread, finna hit a jugg
And I'm outside, bitch, I keep that fye

[Verse]
Yes, I keep that bitch on me
Bad bitch, she finna come touch up on me
Swear these niggas be fake, man, these niggas be phony
Nigga don't try to share my hate, you not my homie
But I fuck with my brother 'cause he got my back
I don't really like playing, I keep shit in tact'
These niggas gon' chat, huh, yeah
Lil' bro, that's a fact, ha, yeah
I don't like thot ho's, Andrew Tate
And babygirl shake it like a Earthquake
That pussy got water like a Whale
My choppa say, "Hello!" like Adele
I'on need a gun, nigga, I could beat yo' ass
I ride in the Hellcat, goin' super fast
I just did a Sin, man, I gotta pray
A-A-Ain't no need them niggas fucking up my day
And my pack came from Mexico, nigga, Olé!
I-I-I'on need to fuck bitches, nigga, stayin' celibate
I might pop me a Perc, nigga, for the hell of it
That boy tryna act hard but he telling fables
That boy saw his life flash like the holy ghost
I break yo' bih' in, give her scolios'
And he try' to run, he will not get far
I'm finna blow up, it can be tomorrow
I'm finna blow up, nigga
'Member them days I was stuck, nigga
The fuck you gon' say, nigga?
I was down bad with no pay, nigga
I was so sad, nigga, fightin' my demons
No-Not finna nut, she thought she had my semen
Woke up, it's a beautiful day, I ain't dreaming
I got 'hella trust issues, stay by my doly'
That bitch is a freak but she say she holy (Holy!!!!!)

[Chorus]
Ba-Bad bih' holy and she go to Church
Bu-But she still let me FUCK
Yes, she still let me fuck
Go-Got that Glock on me, I keep it tucked
She keep on arguing, man, this bih' petty
White ho' finna set you up, call that bih' Betty
Nigga, "Suprise!" Pop out the cut like confetti
H-HA, HA, that nigga won't ready for me
T-T-That pussy nigga took off running, he flee'
Hallelujah! Bitch, I got bread!!!
That boy try' to run up, he finna be dead
I look at my bank, that shit looking good
And I do this rap to get out the hood
And I need some bread, finna hit a jugg
And I'm outside, bitch, I keep that fye