I Love GOD Freestyle lyrics
by FONY WALLACE
[Intro]
(Fony Wallace)
[Verse]
The only thing that's Christian on me is Dior
Louis Vuitton, and that's one b*tch that sucked my di*k
I think that got her pregnant, I'm wearin' Louis Vuitton
If I see her again, I'm gonna
Bash the b*tch's stomach in, with a steel baton
Pour gasoline on her, pull out a match (Ayy), flame up
Why you movin'? You're not goin' anywhere, MC at your stairs
All that cryin', b*tch, I still don't care
Faggot, live ain't fair
Rip your skin inch by inch just like a grizzly bear
I'll enjoy your body rare
Ashely an opp for my meat, well done
How about you, son?
I don't know what the f*ck these n*ggas on
Got an AK with a Draco
We ain't the same, then flock home
I pull up to his block, he be like "Uh-oh"
Burn up his body, then wearin' a slim clothe
I swear to God, all thesе n*ggas are my clones
She think that shе rich 'cause she has me an iPhone
I'm statistical, you win and I have to start
Every incidence like slayers, have some
You let a n*gga bet Owen
I'm at the top, but I'm not alone
The cream of the crop, the mic is my throne
And I will not stop 'til I'm out my zone
A baseball bat change a f*ck n*gga tone
She hears my voice, then she starts to moan
I'll take all your cash like I need a loan
I'm a dark-ass n*gga like my last name Jones
They pump on your dad like it was a cone
f*ck Peter, why you n*ggas some actors?
But this sh*t ain't no theater
b*tch, I'm in it with my heater
n*ggas did it with the Nina
n*ggas phone off they scene, uh
[Outro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Wahhhhhh
Yuhhhhh