God To A Fiend ft. OG Boobie Black Lyrics

If I'm Slow Right Now

It's cause of the Weed

But I ain't Playin' with Ya

I'm on Different Speed

You can Ask about Me

Up in DOC

I was Shanking niggas

Like Assassin's Creed

Talking Bad about Me

Than He Can't be Real

I ain't Never Told

I ain't Never Squealed

I Give to my niggas

From them I don't Steal

Cause I'm in the Streets

Like a Truck Wheel

I've seen a Bunch of Strangers

I am like a Hotel

I used to Serve Rocks

The Color Caramel

Pushing that Weight

And its not a Dumbbell

Cause I'm Selling Drugs

I'm a One Man Cartel

My shit is Loud

Like a Trombone

I got Exotic

And Homegrown

Give me a Time and a Drop Zone

I got them Bows

Call me Jon Jones

Your Chick She Work Out

Cause Her Neck Strong

She Looking for Me

I'm Long Gone

I'm Far Away

Like it's Hong Kong

I'm somewhere in Space

Neil Armstrong

7 Turns into a 14 When I Flip it

Your Bitch gonna Turn

To my Bitch when I Hit it

Your Chick She wants to

Give me Head like a Fitted

She's Holding the Bomb

Now She got a Third Tittie

El Dominicano

A rapper with Work

But I'll Go back to Robin

If this shit don't Work

Don't play with us Please

You could get Murked

Ill fuck you up nigga

Just like a Perc

Hey can you Keep up

Why these niggas fronting

With their Re-up

Why they acting Hard

They know they Soft

And they'll get Beat Up

I am like a Ninja

You should See me

When I Creep up

I am like Sub-Zero

When I Pull up

Niggas freeze up

Jesus Christ

I am like God to a Fiend

Dirty nigga

But I get Fly with the Clean

You fuck with Me

I'll get you Sleepy

Just like the Lean

Cause I could Put

One in your Head

Just like a Dream

Jesus Christ

I am like God to a Fiend

Dirty nigga

But I get Fly with the Clean

You fuck with me

I'll get you Sleepy

Just like the Lean

Cause I could Put

One in your Head

Just like a Dream

Moving the Money

I'm making it Work

Fucking me Wrong

And you'll get Murked

Bitch I'm a Gangster

Be on alert

Real nigga

I'm from the 3rd

I'm from New Orleans

Nigga you Heard

They Know what's Happening

I got them Birds

None of my Feelings

You bitches Deserve

I'm in the beamer

I'm smoking the Herb

Bigger the Banger

Bigger the Bullets

Bigger the nigga

I Bet you I'll Pull it

Cooking the Dope

In a Mask and a Hoodie

Smoking that Pressure

Wrapping the Goodies

I got them Bricks in the Attic for Real

I be in them Trenches the Pack and the Steel

Fuck lil bitch

I don't Care How you Feel

Whenever I Do it

I Do it for Real

I got some bitches in Area Codes

Work coming In

And it Be for the Low

Keeping it Real

I ain't Never gon' Fold

You niggas are Worse

Than Most of the Hoes

Tell you my nigga

I ain't Never gon' Fold

I'll be in Places

You niggas Can't Go

I did it Alone

Nobody Knows

Murder the Opps

That's all that I know

Jesus Christ

I am like God to a Fiend

Dirty nigga

But I get Fly with the Clean

You fuck with Me

I'll get you Sleepy

Just like the Lean

Cause I could Put

One in your Head

Just like a Dream

Jesus Christ

I am like God to a Fiend

Dirty nigga

But I get Fly with the Clean

You fuck with me

I'll get you Sleepy

Just like the Lean

Cause I could Put

One in your Head

Just like a Dream