Worship like a idol Stack my money up in piles Money long like it's the Nile And I put that on my bible And she tryna take my title And these bitches so recycled And I put that on my bible Yes I put that on my bible
Lord forgive Yes I know that I've sinned I'm just tryna touch an M Yes I've prayed everyday in the pen They don't wanna see me win Long hair, bitches blowing in the wind Talking all them guns but that shit is pretend Do it by mess up nobody gon' land Brazy bitch I'ma say it again Do not test your luck Hundred round drum, everybody fucking duck Yeah don't get your man, cause you know he's star struck He always a second and I know that shit suck Bitch what? Lame ass hoes
Worship like a idol Stack my money up in piles Money long like it's the Nile And I put that on my bible And she tryna take my title And these bitches so recycled And I put that on my bible Yes I put that on my bible
I'm really going psycho you can call me Michael And these niggas finna die though, and I put that on my bible R-r-ran a couple milli how you feel about that shit Chokers on my neck And my diamonds really glist I don't really wanna talk Don't know why they wanna diss If you really talking shit I got Braelynn in the back And she really hold that clip And I get your ass dismissed Ah, ah And I get your ass dismissed
Worship like a idol Stack my money up in piles Money long like it's the Nile And I put that on my bible And she tryna take my title And these bitches so recycled And I put that on my bible Yes I put that on my bibleTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
