Biblical Lyrics

All my opps soft than terry cloth sip Dom Perignon

All my thots needa talk to God so I carry cross

All my opps soft like cotton swab shit is not a problem

All my thoughts is getting to demonic so I carry cross

I could hit em witta stick like Berry Bond

Then evade the law if I'm getting locked

I could get yo bitch to pay the bond

8th of wok in my cherry pop not awake for long

Come outside and talk (hahaha) I double dare ya dog

Call the plug finess em out the drugs and then we taking off

See yo chain and Ima take it off I can't stay for long

If I get arrested for that shit then I could pay em off

Come outside and talk (hahaha) I double dare ya dog

Opps soft than a terry cloth and it's clear to see

8th of wok in my cherry pop that's an 8 of lean

All my dogs sip Dom Perignon out in Italy

All my thots need to talk to God hear the preacher speak

Said he finna slide bitch I double dare (yeah yeah)

I don't cop 1 gun I buy em by the pair (yeah yeah)

Said he need the work Ima be right there

I took a 7 off the brick he prolly unaware (yeah yeah)

Smoking on biscotti bitch it's loud and clear (yeah yeah)

Pull the pistol at the function then we outa there

Shooter on parole but he don't even care

They can't never treat me like a ho I ain't never scared

All my opps soft than terry cloth sip Dom Perignon

All my thots needa talk to God so I carry cross

All my opps soft like cotton swab shit is not a problem

All my thoughts is getting to demonic so I carry cross