Bless The Booth Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh, you dig?
Ooh
Thanks, Ugly God
Thanks, Ugly God
Thanks, Ugly God
Ooh
Thanks, Ugly God
Thanks, Ugly God
Gang
Ayy, ooh

[Chorus]
I'm like, "How it came to this?"
It get dangerous
n*ggas be switching up
I won't change a bit
Run up on me if you want
I got aim assist
I got aim assist, look

[Verse 1]
I got aim assist
I just be makin' it
Stack up the money, i'm saving it
You my favorite, when you comb your hair and straighten it
But I peep you took a lil' bread out my bag when I'm knowin' I had some change in it
And I ain't gon' put my hands on you, but I bet I'ma make you pay for it
Say you better give me that money you owe me, or i'm taking it
Talking that sh*t about me like you know me, that be the lamest sh*t
Yeah, when I beat from the back it sound like macaroni
I'm on that wavy sh*t
She on that crazy sh*t
Look, I do amazing sh*t
Hold up, spread a b*tch legs like jelly (Huh)
Get her pus*y wet like Levi (Huh)
She just want a brand new bag and a rich n*gga baby all in her belly (Huh)
Chopper gon' eat like deli (Huh)
Shut up, b*tch, is you ready? (Huh)
Beat her from the back, so steady (Huh)
Show me b*tch, don't tell me
[Chorus]
I'm like, "How it came to this?"
It get dangerous
n*ggas be switching up
I won't change a bit
Run up on me if you want
I got aim assist
I got aim assist, look

[Verse 2]
Ayy, my new b*tch she do what I tell her
She keep a 2-2 in the dresser
She step in the booth if I let her
I can't keep my shoe off the pedal
Got these bars in the booth (huh)
And these stars on the roof, and the VLONE on my sweater
Her pus*y wet but her momma get wetter
Her pus*y straight, momma still better
I jump in that bit' with a big ass berretta
I hop off the stage with a bag of that cheddar
I tell her I love her and that we forever
But I'mma just f*ck her one time and forget her
Seen a few n*ggas switch up under pressure
So I stopped f*ckin' with them for the better
Came in that bit' with a stick for whoever
Told that lil' bih get the f*ck on my level
Throw it in the back, I'll get it
I'ma put it on my debit (Huh)
n*ggas be stealing my sauce (Huh)
But don't wanna give no credit (Huh)
And I ain't never took no loss from it
Cause it only go as far as I let it (Huh)
And b*tch just know I'm just tryna f*ck or somethin'
And tell your boyfriend that I said it, b*tch
[Outro]
Thanks, Ugly God
Thanks, Ugly God
Thanks, Ugly God
Thanks, Ugly God