God’s Plan Lyrics

Lowkey hitta but I’m bout to take flight

Once I drop this then I never outta sight

Shine so bright-shine bright-Shine so bright-

Smile so white, they was ku Klux Klaimed

My worst hit bang- ya best hits stank

Take the trash out, got dat flame then pull a match out

Don’t wanna see no lighters in the air

drop 16- breathe fire from the air

Rarely ever fair- didn’t know the circus would be here- since so lemme make it clear-

Look I run the show

Ima day one lion tamer

Make the kitty roar like the lion kingdom

*bop bop bop bop bop* who shot ya

Back shots make her get a grip mufasa

Back shots drive her off a cliff mufaster-

Lady cop wanna cuff me after

You’re under arrest- I can tell that she doing her best

Grill shining like the badge on her breast

Feels good to blessed

Messing up the game for sho-

Red bone-blue hair- left the white on her chest

No evidence though-

Been making dead presidents ya

Warready dawg you already know

Flow hot but the records cold

But the records...

While y’all make singles I drop classics

While y’all make bricks I make baskets

Where y’all do good I’m fantastic

God’s plan Bitch ain’t no other way that I’d have it

While y’all make singles I drop classics

While y’all make bricks I make baskets

Where y’all do good- I’m fantastic

God’s plan Bitch ain’t no other way that I’d have it

God’s plan Bitch ain’t no other way that I’d have it

God’s plan Bitch ain’t no other way that I’d have it

God’s plan Bitch ain’t no other way that I’d have it

Where y’all do good- I’m fantastic

How the fuck could I match this

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Said she gotta have it

Better work, better work, better work it like a ratchet

Album on repeat

Said I’m on three peat

Two piece chicken and biscuit

Let’s eat

Everybody’s a killa now with that handgun-everybody with clippers a ballin barber but they don’t understand son

Traumatized from leaving hitta a like Sampson-

She ain’t fat or sing trust and believe Samsung

*bdddring bdddring* and snap when the phone calls over

Conversations with god- dem minutes dont roll over

Fuck nigga imma 4 leaf clover

Lamb truck-lame truck-still giving the same fuck-

As Westbrook driving a lane with that thang tucked

While y’all make singles I drop classics

While y’all make bricks I make baskets

Where y’all do good I’m fantastic

God’s plan Bitch ain’t no other way that I’d have it

While y’all make singles I drop classics

While y’all make bricks I make baskets

Where y’all do good- I’m fantastic

God’s plan Bitch ain’t no other way that I’d have it

God’s plan Bitch ain’t no other way that I’d have it

God’s plan Bitch ain’t no other way that I’d have it

God’s plan Bitch ain’t no other way that I’d have it

Where y’all do good- I’m fantastic

Gods plan

Gods plan

Gods plan

Where y’all do good I’m fantastic

Gods plan bitch ain’t no other way that I’d have it

Where y’all do good- I’m fantastic

While y’all make singles I drop classics

While y’all make bricks I make baskets

God’s plan Bitch ain’t no other way that I’d have it