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[Verse 1: S God]
I'm already God in my city, now the whole world next
You might have them techs but you can't match up to my specs
Bitch, Blackcraft flex, black face Rolex
This shit no special effects, I'm really better than the rest
Way too saucy, bitch get off me
Wrist too frosty, you can't copy
You now tuned in to the motherfuckin' overlord
Talkin' with that treason we 'gon straight rip out your vocal cord
Deep space demon, slit your throat with a Nova Sword
Ride for my vros, catch a body just for disrespect
If you on my line talkin' bullshit you get disconnect
Shut the fuck up when I'm talkin' don't you interject
Buildin' hell on earth like architect, demon of the internet

[Verse 2: S God]
Established back in triple O, high key lit but I keep it on the low
Skin like snow, more like blow, get you some for your nose
I got shit for the low, clientel on my phone
Lil God well known, fuck shit I don't condone
I got it they really be plottin' on me
They really be thinkin' the ballin' on me
They thinkin' the weight that I carry it really be fallin' on me
That's never bitch, I'm hotter than Sahara bitch
I'm the new era bitch, raps next genesis
Put that bitch in the dirt, 'cause I wanna kill 'em
Hit a fuck boy where it hurt, 'cause I wanna spill 'em
Keep hittin' my line 'bout a verse man you wack ass pussies really sound so thirsty
Since you actin' like a hoe
Catch a dick inside your throat
God in my city bitch and I can't even vote
Oh no here he go again, talkin' 'bout some dark shit
Damn right I'm a demon, master of the black arts bitch
And I'm hot as fuck, that's why your bitch like my pictures
Only difference between us is I'm 100 times richer