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chad da don & pdot o - god given lyrics

[verse 1: chad da don]
(uh)
gradually, spittin’ these flows, i’m dope actually
casually, doing the most, know my capacity
factually, better stop cappin’ and start rappin’ b
masterpiece, i get the cash then i dash rapidly
strategy, this ain’t no dream this my reality
tenacity, god given spirit don’t do the blasphemy
challenge me, put you in your grave, i do it happily
no games, don’t ever throw shade ’cause you can’t manage me
switchin’ sides snitches who lie and they change manually
i’m automatic, meaning that the flow come super+naturally
so if a snake try battle me, tactically can’t rattlе me
they see me on thе gram, now i’m poppin’ they double tappin’ me
man, the wrist cold, i froze that
get dough then i blow that
wrote dupe then smoked that
the streets cold, i won’t go back
had a lot of pain, don’t show that
lot to gain, i won’t hold back
got her p+ssy wet, i soak that
i’ma take the pic and then post that
hoe!

[chorus: chad da don]
don’t you know you f+ckin’ with the flyest?
i don’t like your raps, i think i’m biased
never hit a low, we be the highest
and when she with me hit the high notes like mariah
[verse 2: chad da don]
prior, to that i just inspire
came back better than ever, sharper than wire
all your homies tired, call yourselves some riders
f+ckin’ bunch of liars, man, y’all should all get fired
i call shots, you copy
take a look how far this sh+t got me
i was down but now she on top me
she ride it good, call me “papi”
i step out the hood and i’m poppin’
go hard, can’t soften
can’t stop this ’cause i’m bossin’
she see the whip now she hop in
we poppin’, yeah

[interlude]
cannot read up wisdom
you can read up knowledge but you cannot read up wisdom
if any man like wisdom let him ask of god, who gives liberally as he will [?]
[verse 3: pdot o]
(yhii!)
gang gang, is how we bust up in this motherf+cker
i had your b+tch ass in the air, a hunnid numbers
notice how we move is deeper than a hunnid dozen?
i got a hunnid motherf+ckers ready for whatever
step to a don, transform like a car chase
i gotta get money strong like arab ayy
they circle back on every song, that’s the start rate
look to the sky with binoculars, and stargaze
no hate, no wait
they could never hold me
cocoa skin, i’m the misguided like [?]
oh yay, coke nose sniffin’ on that stove yay
woah mate, slow down this is michael on a cold stage (hah!)

- chad da don pdot o lyrics

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