duwap kaine – masterpiece from god lyrics
[chorus]
everything i do is like a masterpiece from god
i’m my own shooter so you know i keep that rock
call of duty stick, look like it came from some box
when i got these bands man, n+ggas started actin’ odd
smokin’ on green thing i’m smokin’ outside
i be with the gang b+tch, i be really with my squad
puttin’ your trust in that b+tch, n+gga you’re a r+t+rd
burberry smell like blueberry pop tart
they be like “d+mn he make beats” i’m like yes i prod’
play my music in the studio and i watch them heads nod
play my music for the crowd and the crowd just applaud
[verse]
swear to god this legit money, baby girl i ain’t doin’ no fraud
b+tch my gang be shootin’ sh+t, thеy don’t need tripods
reminiscin’ about bein’ a kid when wе was on the i+pods
the way i’m doin’ this sh+t, it ain’t nun’ to me man
i’m doin’ what i want and you doin’ what you can
you know that you a b+tch if you even take that stand
i got bad things in the club, i got shooters on command
i’m a young black, rich n+gga, i could make a hunnid’ grand
your sound gon’ fall of quicker, i might have a hunnid’ plans
dark liquor or white liquor, it don’t matter, it’s in my hand
she said “what the f+ck, you done turned into a alcoholic man”
i’m like, h+ll nah, i just get lit, i just do it cause’ i can
lambo truck n+gga not no ram
this legal money i don’t scam
i’m up at five am, recordin’ nun’ but gems
i’m up at five am, tryna’ take out these stems
i’m hoppin’ in the ride but no i ain’t no pimp
no i ain’t no pimp, but no i ain’t no simp
smokin’ dope that’s him
how could you be broke? man you trim’
all of my n+ggas, man all of my family, f+ck it [?]
n+ggas love fake, woulda’ thought it was real
eat of your plate, baby takin’ your meal
speedin’ fast so i don’t got no chill
got in a 360 windmill
yall ain’t know dem’ lil kids
pistol on me, yeah that lil’ reel
hop in that whip for a thrill
b+tch you cannot tell me how to feel
who was that n+gga you f+ckin’, forreal?
you f+ckin’ these n+ggas, oh that’s how you feel?
choppa’ hittin’, where your fortnite shield?
my nephew say that he want [?]
[chorus]
everything i do is like a masterpiece from god
i’m my own shooter so you know i keep that rock
call of duty stick, look like it came from some box
when i got these bands man, n+ggas started actin’ odd
smokin’ on green thing i’m smokin’ outside
i be with the gang b+tch, i be really with my squad
puttin’ your trust in that b+tch, n+gga you’re a r+t+rd
burberry smell like blueberry pop tart
they be like “d+mn he make beats” i’m like yes i prod’
play my music in the studio and i watch them heads nod
play my music for the crowd and the crowd just applaud
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