Is It Me God ft. Pizzx2 & Teejugg Lyrics

Is it me, god

Why these bitches on my dick

I turn around, that's the fix

I touch down, that's the six

We them niggas got it turnt in the city hella lit

We them niggas six cars deep with bitches in the whip

Is it me, god

Why these bitches on my dick

I turn around, that's the fix

I touch down, that's the six

We them niggas got it turnt in the city hella lit

We them niggas six cars deep with bitches in the whip

Who is me?

I say P, She say I, yeah two Z's

How the fuck we talking money

You ain't richer than my niece

A bust down, yeah that's sweet

A 40 ball, yeah, that's ease

I done swiped four 20's could of did it in my sleep

I got my niggas in the back punching bowls like they P's

What you need?

Get them gone

Touchdown that's with ease

I got my niggas in the back punching bowls like they P's

What that nigga P say?

I say I'm back baby, yang gang lemme talk my shit

This choppa sing, got it from LA ima spark a bitch

Chase a nigga down I'm LeBron on the block it's lit

My white boy be clutching, yeah he shoot like Stojakovic

A head hunter bad bitch, Nina tryna top some shit

It's thug life, baby I'm a star I'm a rock this bitch

Balmain jeans she see the drip, I'ma knock the bitch

It's yang gang baby, taking off like a rocket ship

Bad boy I ain't talking diddy, I'm fresher than Will

Addicted to the Percs just like Bill I slid her a pill

I keep it on me, shooter in the gym a wizard I'm Gil

Got it out the mud now I'm ballin I'm feeling like Luca

In LA Ima ram a bitch down I'm feeling like Pucca

Bitch I'm from East Oakland Ima Warrior, we stay with the shooters

It's Free Ya Bitch like a hunnid one's bitch I never fold

Brody in the cut, you make a move he gon' wipe your nose

Is it me god

Why these bitches on my dick

I turn around, that's a fix

I touch down, that's a six

We them niggas got it turnt

In the city hella lit

We them niggas six cars deep

With bitches in the whip

Is it me god

Why these bitches on my dick

I turn around, that's a fix

I touch down, that's a six

We them niggas got it turnt in the city hella lit

We them niggas six cars deep with bitches in the whip

Heavyweight with the punch Hulk Hogan with it

Boy that ain't no Bape silk shit why you bought the bitches

Just bought a dump off the site in Boston bitches

Sipping out that fake ass pint that's starch you sipping

Yellow gold on my neck, that's bart that's glistening

How that nigga froze on the skit, he banned from mission

See the V on my back, my friends went missing

Only thing I'm counting is the racks, I'm friends with chicken

Bank hit me for a couple racks, my bands went missing

I know I'ma get it back, my piece is hitting

Palms angel in my palms inching, I'm fiend for chicken

Kurt angle make her legs lock, her feet start twitching

Dog on me like the sandlot, my fiends start itching

Y'all homies talking to the cops, DP that nigga

Is it me god

Why these bitch on my dick

I turned around, that's a fix

I touch down, that's a six

We them niggas got it turnt, in the city hella lit

We them niggas six cars deep, with bitches in the whip

Is it me god

Why these bitch on my dick

I turned around, that's a fix

I touch down, that's a six

We them niggas got it turnt, in the city hella lit

We them niggas six cars deep, with bitches in the whip