yeah ugh them niggas selling to them undercovers that s uncool like your mother s brother make my bitches touch each other my niggas caught cases all we known for pie shaving all my plugs is caucasian smoke until my eyes asian send a batch of beats i send you back a masterpiece might buy a chain that look like it was made for master p i m in the dojo where the masters meet talk is cheap whispers in the congregation watch the pastor preach been a problem now i m more focused that maserati pull up make your bimmer look like it s a ford focus in the retail hard to explain the details thousand dollar deposit sitting on dope and emails tim allen how kids gripping tools different 12 like i m in air maxes i get up out my yeezy boosts my watanabe circa season 2 muhammad with the stick and move the godbody only speak the truth i m popping like polo tags in 98 six shipments six addresses i charge it to the game double cup sipping paint dripping off the caddy frame two tone whip change colors i call it charlamagne kill for your brothers if they do the same switch cities switch phone numbers but we move the same switch bitches switch locations and watch these niggas change there is not a stain on my forces but it s a dirty game yeah and the nerve of you motherfuckers the nerve of you motherfuckers think that you can touch me your ass ain t fast enough to touch me the one and only heh godbody and it s gon go down and when it go down everybody just gon be looking standing there looking around standing there looking around looking at each other tryna figure out who did it don t nobody know who did it don t nobody know who did it all they know is what happened godbody you niggas selling to them plainclotheses while i play the corner chain smoking booming out they veins and noses i m paper stacking til the winter s over trying to pull up in that cherry rover seats the color baking soda wood grain resemble shaken soda apply the pressure to the next or opposition when my paces over snotty tissues with that ray liotta you paper soldiers couldn t take a step inside these purple label loafers i m popping like gucci buckets and white tees six shipments six addresses i paid the shipping fees double cup sipping lean dripping off a swisher sweet two tone yellow and rosegold like mr t i m good with that yay like mike dean killers turn police for that break like ice t desperate niggas turn on they own peoplespike lee shivers when he preach the godbody got the truth to speak4