Thank My Jesus

[Verse 1: BandGang Biggs]
I'm tired of this shit, I'm tired of shooting trips
I was gone fuck her yesterday, but I got tired of your bitch
Niggas switching up for nothing, boy them ties get you hit
Nigga tried to shoot me up, but I had God in the whip
Choosing ass niggas I ain't got no picks
Cause when that 40 get to busting all y'all getting hit
Red beam on the bottom, how the hell could I miss
I knew that niggas was out here lying, cause his voice high pitched
Bitches lying like I fucked them, but I never touched them
Some of 'em crying, cause I fucked them and ain't give them nothing
Niggas snitching on they niggas, man this shit disgusting
Boy you broke, I'll throw yo petty ass some crutches
Hoes hoed me back then, now it's no discussion
You hard head ass bitches gone get a concussion
Seat belt couldn't save you this shit will unbuckle
This for them bitch ass niggas who thought I couldn't touch them

[Hook: BandGang Biggs]
I wake up, check my bank account and thank my Jesus
Used to smoke and drink lean for no goddamn reason
I pray I make it out, and I'ma take my people
Oh, you never been a hoe? Well I say bitch me neither
I wake up, check my bank account and thank my Jesus
Used to smoke and drink lean for no goddamn reason
I pray I make it out, and I'ma take my people
Oh, you never been a hoe? Well I say bitch me neither

[Verse 2: Bandgang Masoe]
I ain't acting I be really out in traffic
Steady out here snapping, weigh straps like a distraction
Brody do magic, take shit he gotta have it
Jumping out a savage, do whatever for the cabbage
My hoes be in patches, to touch 'em you gotta cash it
You want some money hoe? I got a package bitch catch it
Daddy been gone you can label me a bastard
I tell the bitch I love her cause the pussy good to stash it
Me and Biggs been tied in nigga
Different momma same drama, niggas same peer
Been through some shit, but I swear I'll do it all again
Make that money double, they could've swore they seen me with a twin
Pray to sin, it ain't funny all the shit I'm in
Do it for my mans, they take mines we take two of theirs
No elevators to success, had to take the stairs
Shot my nigga Boogz in his face, had to send them prayers

[Hook: BandGang Biggs]
I wake up, check my bank account and thank my Jesus
Used to smoke and drink lean for no goddamn reason
I pray I make it out, and I'ma take my people
Oh, you never been a hoe? Well I say bitch me neither
I wake up, check my bank account and thank my Jesus
Used to smoke and drink lean for no goddamn reason
I pray I make it out, and I'ma take my people
Oh, you never been a hoe? Well I say bitch me neither