Son of God Lyrics

In this beat, hard to tell cause look at RJ

Luxury palm trees, son of God Face flooded with the diamond links, oh my God

Bust down the Carti, I ain't get this from my job

Pointers in my eye, who ain't got no style I been flexin' since I was a child

Man my life wild, I can fuck your bitch like right now

Steppin' out the crowd cause I stand out like the Lion King

Hoes, they admire me, niggas got the sour face

Say, attorney Pam Brown beat that shit with a two-hour case

Count me out, I make em eat that shit, they should never say

Box em out, no, we boxed em in, okay, ayy

Box em in, they ain't been outside for like 300 days

Ayy, I can never fear nobody if we bleed the same

I couldn't have never gave your name up like these niggas did

They told the whole operation for a lesser bid

Can't do the time, don't do the crime, stay your ass at home

I'm puttin' paper on that bald, east side nigga dome

Luxury palm trees, son of God Face flooded with the diamond links, oh my God

Bust down the Carti, I ain't get this from my job

Pointers in my eye, who ain't got no style

I been flexin' since I was a child

Man my life wild, I can fuck your bitch like right now

Steppin' out the crowd cause I stand out like the Lion King

Hoes, they admire me, niggas got the sour face

Say, attorney Pam Brown beat that shit with a two-hour case