Salavador Dali

[Intro]
You sit there and you thump your Bible, and you say your prayers, and that didn't get you anywhere (Diamonds)

[Bridge: Josiah the Gift]
Uh (It’s the Umbrella, bitch)

[Verse 1: Mickey Diamond, Snotty & Josiah the Gift]
Ayo, I'm God body, sawed off shotty be my body—
Feelin' like a prince sippin’ purple rain like Shalamar
Mafioso shit
Spittin' John Gotti
Came to the party with the mask on, Mardi Gras
Big One Nine shit
Free my nigga Snotty (Big Umbrella shit)
Locked behind the wall, accept the charges
If he tryna call, we bound blow like molotov cocktail
My wife chefin' oxtails, I load the car beam with a hot shell
Makin' pot sells on the low 'til my nuts swell
Tossed the digi-scale the very second I spot 12, yo
I turn the dollar to fourty-nine (Uh)
Thousand dollar runs, and I done done it like fourty times
I heard your lil' corny rhymes; they ain't move me
You don't want no static like a VHS movie
Niggas payin’ for features ’cause really they be groupies
You can see the future when I wave this lil' Uzi (Chicka-uh)

[Verse 2: Josiah the Gift]
Testimonies from the Christians and the protestantes
The followin’ presantation is violent (Uh)
My nigga is silently, swear on the human being, cock back, then they hallowed 'em
When it's thiefin', it’s never honorable (Uh)
I'm honorin' ghetto legends that did it, my signature's the acknowledgement (Chicka-uh)
Henny straight, I chase the shot with Coronas while you pussys drink Cosmopolitans
Astonishin' to see me suceed in my father like I'm Salimon
Solidly polishin' my requirements, the chrome handle
Masterin' rhyme patterns
This run about to put me in runnin', so I'm plannin' early retirement (Praise the Lord)
Duelin' with executives, sever-headed neck of leviathans
Come try my pen
If you shoot a nigga in every record, the darts as you lyin' in
Uh, nigga, try again
Niggas be grillin' our cast actors and send 'em a raise
Iron to skillest, skin shakin' cold if I'm firin' (It's the Umbrella, bitch)

[Verse 3: Mickey Diamond & Josiah the Gift]
I'm goin' up on all my prices
Righteous mixin' goya in my rices
My homie in a crisis, so we goin' out like ices (Praise the Lord)
Yo
I'm God body (Uh)
Ayo, I'm God body, sawed off shotty be my bodyguard
Wrist Salvador Dali paintin' layin' on the floor (Praise the Lord)

[Outro: Mickey Diamond & Josiah the Gift]
I'm God body
Come get up every morinin' and breathe this wonderful air
I remember there was this photograph of one of the groundskeepers next to this Ferrari
Blew my mind
You see shit like that, and it just plants seeds
Makes you think it's possible, even easy
Then you turn on the TV, and there's just more of it
The eighty-seven-million dollar lottery winner
A kid actor that just made twenty-million on his last movie
That internet stock that shot through the roof
You could've made millions on it if you just got in early
And that's exactly what I wanna do; get in