God did

Yeah, God gave me the tool to utilize Cause we really know some niggas with some
Jealousy, evil eyes, you decide, Ushie, gushie, pussy, like some pudding pie
And I can't lie Baby thought that I was praying but I just
Went and fixed my tie Baby watch your tone, watch your mouth, you
Know that I'm that guy, and you know way better, yeah you know, not to
Try Tell your nigga better not play with me unless
He tryna die, put it down or pick it up, I know she wanna
Lick it up She ain't wanna mess with me back then but
Now she see I'm up, Damn, yeah, shout out Uncle Sam
They was talking down on niggas, now we hop out Sprinter vans
Cartier just for the shade, cause that bitch saw me at a glance
Damn, she said she want designer, let's go get that shit in France
Uh, yeah, but she ain't know when i ain't have it
Tryna flip that guala out my pocket just like it was magic
Just cause I'm well spoken, don't think that I'm a ho, you don't want static
How you go from sippin' Kool-Aid, now you sippin' Arizona
You was passin' dishes out that point, but now you just a stoner
How you tell me you gon' travel, but you still in Minnesota
How you go from rockin' V-Lone, then you turn into a loner
She said she don't have the time for this, and she's willing to cry for this
And she's willing to ride for this, but ain't willing to die for this
Really, I'm just confused, if you play with me, then I put her up on the gun news
Kung fu, and I really show you what these guns do
If you buck one, buck two, nigga, (fuck u)
Cause all of y'all niggas know the deal, really, if you go to take a look
Go to flip a shit just like the pages in a book
Always overreactin' and leavin' bitches shook
Tell that boy to go to work and leave that boy and let him cook
I'm like, put it down or pick it up, I know she wanna lick it up
She didn't wanna mess with me back then, but now she see I'm up
Damn, yo, shout out Uncle Sam
They was talkin' down on niggas, now we hop out Sprinter vans
Cartier just for the shade, cause that bitch saw me at a glance
Damn, she said she want designer, let's go get that shit in France
Uh, yeah, but she ain't know when I ain't have it
Tryna flip that guala out my pocket just like it was magic
Cause I'm well-spoken, don't think that I'm a ho, you don't want static
We finna slide to the party, bad bitches sippin' Bacardi
My young, you tryna get gnarly, we back to backin' Ferrari's like
Baby, where you been at, and where you tryna go
I'm tryna misbehave, but only if you know
Attack it to the body, a tiger to the toe
A water to the uh, a water to the hoe
Or water to the grass, bae you got that ass
Bae you know that's why im waiting on you
To be honest, baby girl, the season changing on you
All these niggas, all these bitches, they just hatin' on you
Like a fish that's to the water, like a nigga to a charger
Baby girl, you know we meant to be
You see what God did , you see what God did ,
You see what God did , you see what God did
Like, yeah, you see what God did , you see what God did
You see what God did, like
Put it down or pick it up, I know she wanna lick it up
She ain't wanna mess with me, back then but now she see I'm up
Damn, yeah, shout out Uncle Sam
They was talking down on niggas, now we hop out Sprinter vans
Cartier just for the shade, cause that bitch saw me at a glance
Damn, she said she want designer, let's go get that shit in France
Uh, yeah, but she ain't know when I ain't have it
Tryna flip that guala out my pocket just like it was magic
Just cause I'm well-spoken, don't think that I'm a hoe, you don't want static