Only God protect me Lyrics

What they mad for

Baby, I don't never show stop to knock

Give a fuck, baby, you can be a sloppy bop

Don't steal unless you get some sloppy top

Top knot, top knot it, and the boy ballin

Yeah, the digits on my digits make you steady callin

When the bars fall, the deal gettin' off

Man, purchase your tracks before you fall out

Hot summer, now I'm cold winter

Yeah, baby, still waitin' for that chicken dinner

I'm a sinner, so I pray to pretenders

I'm a sinner, so I pray to pretenders

Glove it, no defender

Nigga, I'm a winner in the biz

Gotta melt out of me, cause I'm a sinner

Glove it, no defender

Nigga, I'm a winner in the biz

Pray to pretenders

Nigga, I done bought it, yeah

Whoa, how you do that in that lab

Gettin' money, nigga, yeah, yeah, boy sad

Camaro, and violet red with the rag

Camaro, ultraviolet red, red with the rag

Ten hands of drag, draggin' with the queen

Tickle that queen, man, flexin' on that thing

T-S the hoe, that's just a walkin' bro

I get money, you know, that's just for the show

Yeah, I'm frontin' on, hittin' with the money, man

Get money, man, get your money, man

Man, then I can't cash it now, for the other hand

Yeah, I'm livin' out there with the money, man

Yeah, django make you sin, django make you sin

Man, I'm not livin' right, mama know it

Mama know it, django make my sin

Man, that shit is stolen

Yeah, I'm not livin' right, when that shit was coded

Yeah, nigga, cold out, nigga, cold out

Put a soul on the ground, nigga, and just throw out

Yeah, nigga, it pops like a Pyrex

Eat the pussy, eat the pussy, call me T-Rex

Yeah, dinosaur gang, nigga, ice cold

And still steppin' on these hoes, winter toes

And still steppin' on these hoes, winter toes

And still steppin' on these hoes in summer clothes

Yeah, I don't get cold like a cold bleed

I'm a cold nigga, nigga, see it by my nose bleed

Codeine, ultra lean

Mess it up, nigga, call that shit the Hydra-Lite

Yeah, that was right

Yeah, baby, come and get it, it can get pipe

Yeah, baby, don't fight Tina like it's Ike

Yeah, baby, I would beat it up, Mike and Ike

Get a candy bar

Yeah, I'm a superstar, do you fuck on stars

Yeah, I don't fuck with stars, I just lay them bars

Yeah, fuckin' on these bitches in the back of cars

Back of cars