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shad da god – god gang lyrics

[intro]
wheezy beats

[chorus]
imma go rep that b+tch, that p+ssy come imma trap that b+tch, oh yeah
imma go drag that b+tch in jimmy choo, imma swag that b+tch, oh yeah
imma go and hurt that b+tch, not triple 3, imma perc that b+tch, okay
imma go and work that b+tch, imma [?] little b+tch (a don)

[verse 1]
imma get the coupe little b+tch (he going)
imma drop the roof little b+tch (that boy going)
imma keep cutters with me, know d+mn well they gone shoot little b+tch (they gone shoot ya)
imma with my business b+tch
imma go on top of that sh+t
imma do some real n+gga sh+t (what you do?)
put the cutlass on top of them sixes (that cutlass)
[?] when [?] had to drop something new for them b+tches (new sh+t)
god gang, god gang, hopping out the trunk, with a drac’ with a biscuit
i rock loubs but i ain’t christian
i done started my mission
i ain’t blaming no n+gga, n+gga go get some dough, stop b+tching

[chorus 2]
cause imma go wrap that b+tch, then in mexico imma trap that b+tch
imma go and drag that b+tch, in valentino, i’mma swag that b+tch, oh yeah
imma go and work that b+tch, then chinese, yellow purp that b+tch, oh yeah
vvs choker b+tch
i’m on that dope little b+tch
[verse 2]
i got a new approach i call it ‘get it out the mud little b+tch’
you gone get some dope when you visit, you gone get f+cked too misses
i told a brother pull up with some faygos, stuck two zips in it (that raw)
i told lil broski to hold on a glizzy, but now that little clip in it (that drum)
i don’t know sh+t but lenox
i don’t know sh+t but f+cking up in it (benihana)
i don’t know sh+t bout [?]
i don’t know sh+t but jigging, i’m getting it
i don’t know sh+t bout your benz, the v12 or the v8, i ain’t in it
little buddy got skinny ass bankrolls in the skinnies, you know they were 20s

[chorus 3]
imma go rep that b+tch, that p+ssy come imma trap that b+tch, oh yeah
imma go drag that b+tch in loubitton, imma swag that b+tch, oh yeah
imma go and hurt that b+tch, now yu+gi, imma purp that b+tch
imma get off my d+ck
imma be the georgia brick fair

[verse 3]
imma pull up with brick fair, look like a f+cking l!ck
imma in the [?], in the h+llcat, you can’t catch that motherf+cker
[?] need to free my partners
imma go f+ck up the summer
smoking the marijuana
polo the pocket my partner
yeah, yeah, yeah, [?] in the cup, it’s a dirty
yeah, yeah, ‘free the g.o.a.t.’, i know they heard me
god gang, god gang, we worth some birdies (bricks)
bankroll mafia, i know they heard us on the last one
god gang, god gang, this sh+t gone be platinum
god gang, god gang, this sh+t the album
bankroll mafia, bankroll mafia, they watch me like player one
and we [?] the lord, they think we 2pac, this the album
ooh, god gang and free the g.o.a.t. b+tch

- shad da god lyrics

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