Thank God Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah

last thing I'm worried bout

Is one of these niggas

Not concerned with these niggas

I'm finna tweeze a hair trigger

It's a plane it's a bird

Desert eagle these niggas

Throw some holes up in ya cap

Do you feel the breeze nigga?

They gon' think I'm epileptic

Way I'm finna seize niggas

Can't believe you really bought

The lil shit these boys was selling

They been shooting dice for hours

and they still ain't seen eleven

Going broke out on the corner

That sound dumb as fuck to me

But fuck it each they own

You made yo bed I rock yo ass to sleep

Funny thing I'm killing niggas

I don't even need the heat

I kill a flock of all the niggas

Nigga just give me a beat

Thought I was Kenny Omega

Way I came through with the sweep

You know the stakes

Ain't talkin' meat

But it's a price that come with beef

Fuck it we hop in this field

I hope you came out with some cleats

Ain't no way these niggas fighting fair

They save that shit for rings

Spin the block so many times

GPS tracking look like reefs

I swear a nigga fly as hell

They thought I was Christopher Reeves

I'm Elite

In a league of my own

Pull up no google with chrome

So if they playin' shots go ringing

Like mom calling you home

I'm hot in every season

Bound to leave these niggas needing

EMTs them boys is leaking

Spilling secrets eating cheezits

Hallelujah Jesus

Lord have mercy on they souls

They been lying on yo name

To fake the claiming like they bold

That shit is old

They growing mold

And damn right now my heart is cold

So if it comes down to the second

Then the clock ain't ticking slow

I'm on a roll

Hole in one again

Might take the backend

Double it

I'm shitting on these niggas

Like my stomach got to bubbling

You took yo shot and missed

Well shit

At least you tried for something bitch

(Thank God we got you D'lo)

(Thank God you coming hard)

I gotta thank God

Because he blessed a nigga

With these bars

(Thank God you really do this shit)

(These boys Don't love to game)

Married to this shit since fourteen

We got the wedding ring

Talkin' crazy like you tough

But we all know you been a bitch

That nigga talkin' like he got the funds

But really indigent

We see through those facades

Transparent just like Danny Phantom

Here go yo mother fuckin' notice

Take this track here as a ransom nigga

(Thank God we got you D'lo)

(Thank God you coming hard)

I gotta thank God

Because he blessed a nigga

With these bars

(Thank God you really do this shit)

(These boys Don't love to game)

Married to this shit since fourteen

We got the wedding ring