GODS HANDS ft. Hbk car Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Im finna hop in that lamb

And now I'm driving right to space

Niggas fake as fuck yeah they be scam

All these niggas yeah they two faced

Thats why I keep my circle smaller

Ain't a giant but my money taller

Going up yeah I'm never falling

Run shit yeah I'm shot calling

All of these niggas stay stalling

All of these bitches they think that they stallion

All of my niggas you know we stay styling

Run up on us and this shit could get violent

My choppa singing like im playing violin

Lil bitch I'm the one you can't try him

Now everyone hearing sirens

But I don't need a strap I got gods hands

Sent that boy strait right to the doctor

Up the score yeah we stay killin opposition in my Draco singing like opera

A magician yeah I make em go farther

Man I promise that you don't want a problem

Murders police cannot solve em

New opp died im feeling awesome

Yeah in the galaxy we lost em

Now it's time to switch the subject

Get to talking real shit they get upset

Cuz making money is the object

Till, we gone get it how we live

Make this money for my children

Im finna hop in that lamb

And now I'm driving right to space

Niggas fake as fuck yeah they be scam

All these niggas yeah they two faced

Thats why I keep my circle smaller

Ain't a giant but my money taller

Going up yeah I'm never falling

Run shit yeah I'm shot calling

All of these niggas stay stalling

All of these bitches they think that they stallion

All of my niggas you know we stay styling

Run up on us and this shit could get violent

My choppa singing like im playing violin

Lil bitch I'm the one you can't try him

Now everyone hearing sirens

But I don't need a strap I got gods hands