Dreamcast Flex lyrics

[Verse 1: Original God]
God I'll be the one that you see
Pullin' up with a 500 loli's up on me
I'm strapped up to the chest
With my squad feelin' blessed
And my wrist lookin' cold Arizona ice tea
My shooters artistic there lookin' for b*tches
My [?] postin' up feelin' mystiqe
Still spitting' bars with the flow
I'm takin' your hoe and showin' up kickin' the door in
b*tch I'ma kill
b*tch I'ma killer for real
b*tch I'ma killer for real
When I'm makin' a deal on the track lookin' trill
I ain't dealin' dope only dealin' with phons
When they play me in games always losing smash bros
Catch me at [?]
Only time I have 7 is if she's [?]

[Verse 2: Bella Lugxsi]
[?]

[Verse 3: GG Neeks]
Always on me like white girl
But I'm f*ckin' tonight
I usually f*ck a pipe girl
So she suckin' tonight
These [?] hoes got twice of my wealth
So I swim in that pus*y like I'm Michael Phelps
Give her good di*k so she know nothing else
We can work sh*t [?]
Yeah I cast spells
b*tches on me you know I got [?]
Creepin' up out the cut with my g's
[?] ain't free you preach what you preach
But I don't see no heat
You not shootin' up frees
Family hungry I'm makin' beats
Sick of these roaches all under me sheets
If I spit it I live it
You know I'm getting [?]
Shoutout [?] b*tch