ØN GØD(MÆRS)
I put it God
Im the one
The one thats shinning under the sun
Im in the moonlight trynna get my tan on
So i can be closer to Lucina
I got fine china in my future
& I dont even use glass plates
I put it on God
I pretend like im a goofster,clown
But when no one is around
When im with the real team
I wanna kill something
I love torture
Niggas talk that shit until they see whats real
Fuck how many guns you got dumb ass
You can still get head shotted
I put on god
I was riding around in Cochran
With several ars & two sniper on me
Got locked down in the jam
I got good lawyers
Came out on a suspended license
The pig that arrested me got fired
It'll be a sad day on june 23 2024
See thats when his daughter turn 18
I know demons thats prepared to make her a whore
Im so fucking infections
Ima blood born monster
I spread through roots like a virus
Gifting you trauma
Im sorry lil mama
You crossed paths with me
I was on demon time that day
I was in the clouds causing storm's
The type that was making your crib sway
Blue cheese
If my government will stop dick ridding & let us
Let me go
Let me fucking go
Let me go
I couldn't fuck with you then
cant fuck with you now
You a artichoke
Im on a boat made of tiger shark skin
And lighting from a gods Maine
What im trying to say
Theres forces bigger then you
Behind these sights when i aim
I put it on god
Ive seen scary other world frights
But ima man i know how to push it down
Shout out to bill burr
I put it on god
Im trynna skurt off this bitch
I accidentally dropped the addy
I gave her a addy
Put her in front of tik toc screen
Called up a off brand caddy
I hope she dont get home safely
Babayaga out tonight
I need a bottle with the lines
So i can see what i pour
I put it on god
Thats cap im fantom pouring
I never know how much in the pop
I just know once i tip the cup
It's hard for me to stop
I put it on god
Got a shell shard stuck in my arm
I hardly flinched
My therapist says im psycho sociopath
I told her bitch you projecting
I bet you can't even spell that white people shit
Bitch stop playing with me
stop wasting my money
I think she right
Cause i dont even got a therapist
I was talking to the wall
I put it on god
Ill crash out in the mall
If they close the food court
I gotta mad man locked in my soul
Ima walking nuke
You wanna go to hell with me?
You wanna go to hell with me?