geek boy troy & corey vintage sabbath (feat. fearsteez) şarkı sözleri

Chillin' in the crib, no smoke, fiend passin' Shoes burgundy, blue shirt, green glasses Where the bourbon be, gettin' lit with the masses Free, f*ck a fee, I don't need to repeat CV, with the keys, seat leaned, beat blastin' Free'd from the feinds, xan tossed, lean trashin' Changed my deposit pin, 'cause I'm green cashin' Flashin', glossin' never modest with the cabbage Savage, watch me as I ravage, livin' lavish Havoc, I ain't finna help you wit' ya baggage Avid, eater bitch, I need a fuckin' raddish Daggit, Chick-fil-A ain't open on the Sabbath Need a reason, take a trip to Eden, I ain't leavin' Finna host a meetin', honey season from you heathens Demons, bleedin' out my mental when I'm sleepin' Dreamin', tryna be that nigga you believe in, I'm a God I'm a God Like Zues and them Chillin' out with my youth and them A euphemism for what kinda man I used to be Everybody make the same mistake, get used to me I'm tryna tell you I'm a God I reside where I stand, I call home whatever place I land If you relate by chance, then tell me where you plan to place your stance Or plan to give a life and plant yo soul, this shit is all I know And please believe me when I tell you, I'm a deity of sorts Whatever you could need, I promise I'll bring it forth We not at war with constellations, why we gotta force? And barely had a conversation, standin' on the porch Standin' at attention, tryna see who grab the torch Did I forget to mention, you just gotta stay your course? I ask her if she love me and luh' baby say, "Of course" And ride me like a horse
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