
imsg - church lyrics
[intro]
(there are just two more days until we say goodbye to 2014)
[verse]
she tryna talk, but i’m not tryna talk ’cause the b+tch so d+mn insane
can’t even remember, i smoke too much
hit four g’s straight to the motherf+cking face
and just like juice wrld, i’m finna tell it straight, all these b+tches the same
they finna say that they love you and cuff you
but they already f+cked everyone in they lane
i already know how it feel, bro, you fall for a hoe
and then you finna feel all that pain
pouring up sprite in thе cup, then i get my lil’ seal
and i’m finna makе that b+tch rain
maybe a blunt with straight indica ’cause you already know
that’s my favorite little strain
i don’t really care about a b+tch ’cause the b+tches don’t even develop
not in they brain, they already talk about p+ssy
so i don’t really know why they selling everything, on gang
i already know that my opps h+lla mad
’cause we caught his little homie and his homie was gay
no wonder his ass tryna come d+ck suck
i already know his ass gon’ get sprayed
his ass a loser, he calling me p+ssy in front of the b+tches
’cause he tryna get laid, i let him down with a pipe and a gun
she tryna f+ck and i’m fighting with c+nt
she tryna f+ck ’cause she know i got funds
but i got b+tches, i already got tons, so
(dj)
(there are just two more days until we say goodbye to 2014)
(and welcome in the new year)
[verse 2]
they didn’t think imsg could do this, i know he mad as a b+tch
he unequipped, you must feel like a motherf+cking doofus
way you doubted me, way that i proved it
now you look dumb and real f+cking stupid
he tryna look around, but he so clueless
and that b+tch tryna act like cupid, tryna say that we meant to be
told little b+tch, yeah, you could stop that, don’t really want no b+tch referee
i was getting bands on me for the free like she tryna talk, but a hoe not me
ayy, f+ck your job and f+ck your teacher
f+ck your church and f+ck your preacher
too much bands on, too much meters, too much bad hoes and they eaters
th+ th+ they keep talking, and talking and talking, but i just want s+x
i got th+ i got the bags in my hands when i’m walking, can’t answer no texts
w+ w+ what you wanna talk about? i’m so direct, ha, i might flex
and i+ and i’m not tryna go slow with no pecs, i’m tryna get some neck
(dj)
[outro]
bih+ bih+ bih+ bih+
bih+
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