God Damn lyrics

[Chorus]
Ay
Ion really like this beat but imma talk sh*t on it
It clap when I hit it from the back b*tch don’t it
I see she boutabag so I gotta get up on it
You see the spaceship Ion rent b*tch I own it
Lotta n*ggas talk slick we gon drop a bag on you
You like it when I hit it from the back b*tch don’t you
Tag me on the gram b*tch I’m not gon post you
Skinny n*gga ran up hundiddy’s on these pro tools
[Verse 1]
God damn lil stupid b*tch you make me sick
God damn you ain’t ever met a n*gga talk like this
God damn slick cut diamonds finna break my wrist
God damn and I hope this b*tch don’t call my b*tch
And I ain’t dancin’ in this party I’m jus two steppin’
If I got two chains on I got two weapons
That’s yo last 10 k n*gga better stretch it
b*tch I’m tryna fight this whole brick like a game of Tekken
Prolly back street wit yo b*tch gettin’ good top
b*tch I’m not shoppin’ at that mall this ain’t good stock
b*tch don’t reach for this gas it’s a good klock
I’m not sittin’ on my ass Ima ball hog
Blind to a bull sh*ttin’ b*tch like I’m Ray Charles
n*ggas out here smokin’ bullsh*t I really hate y’all
Off white belt waist lookin yellow taped off
n*ggas always sittin’ on some cash get the paper off
It’s me vs like three klocks it’s a face off
Let a n*gga reach for this break his face off
[Chorus]
Ion really like this beat but imma talk sh*t on it
It clap when I hit it from the back b*tch don’t it
I see she boutabag so I gotta get up on it
You see the spaceship Ion rent b*tch I own it
Lotta n*ggas talk slick we gon drop a bag on you
You like it when I hit it from the back b*tch don’t you
Tag me on the gram b*tch I’m not gon post you
Skinny n*gga ran up hundiddy’s on these pro tools
[Outro]
Skinny n*gga ran up hundiddy’s on these pro tools