Chosen

God is the spirit The spirit is God The spirit within me so I am a god Gone in a Mazzi Pop a molly for my mental Broad getting sloppy on my body being sinful Calling to the lord saying that she needed grace While she rub up on your boy getting nut up on her face I'm feeling blessed like I said achoo On her chest is 2D's and she want mine too Thick chick on her knees said she only wanna please I'm feeling blessed like a mufuckin' sneezed Float like a butterfly sting like a bee It's blue ice on the watch and it cost blue cheese No ranch but I'm dressing Blessed and never stressing Got ya girl in my phone telling me I'm her obsession She choosing you losing Beat the pussy up it's bruising She loving how I'm moving and she's loving how I do it Hit it from behind Now that booty on rewind Leaning back while we recline and she telling me it's mine Fucking for the clout Let me finish in her mouth Shawty know what I'm about Get my nut and then I'm out You thought she was a keeper Should've never let me meet her Blow her back out like a speaker Beat it up and then delete her You want her as your main Hate to say that you insane Blew my mind out with her brain, yuh (Jesus Christ, who is this nigga?) Steady on the rhyme You would think this was my job Only write divine lines like I ghostwrite for god God is the spirit The spirit is God The spirit within me so I am a god Gone