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Uh-huh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Ah-oh woah ah-oh woah
Hey hey hey Woah
Climate change don't need
lanes I need God
I make the sauce I mean yeah
glory to God
Shooters aim I got range
what are the odds
Never fold we not the same no
we not
Climate change don't need
lanes I need God
I make the sauce I mean yeah
glory to God
Give me the turn
watch it'll burn litty yeah
All my bros oh my Lord
we won't stop
Rich like VOUS faith done
bloom ball so hard
with the Fear God shoes
I'm too live take that dive
got my wrongs but I feel LeBron
Yeah woah huh climate change
not my fault yeah
Try and stop all my sauce
I cannot fake this is too late
home of the saint yeah yeah
How many cars how many broads
to fill your heart Yeah yeah
Off in the deep end
what is you seekin'
Boy is you geekin'
We not so heathen yeah
Devil wanna dance all night
had to quickscope on sight
Oh you thought we was gon'
fight Oh-woah yeah
Climate change
don't need lanes I need God
I make the sauce I mean yeah
glory to God
Shooters aim I got range
what are the odds
Never fold we not the same no
we not
Climate change don't need
lanes I need God
I make the sauce I mean yeah
glory to God
Give me the turn
watch it'll burn litty yeah
All my bros oh my Lord
we won't stop
I'm like ooh dang huh
I never had no pops woah
Ooh huh dang huh
now I gotta get to the top woah
Ooh huh dang huh
I'm feelin' myself
I had to go and count
these buckets
They count me out 'cause now
I'm stuntin' woah ayy
Dade we pull out a stick oh
GAWVI said go let it hit oh
GAWVI said get 'em I got 'em oh
I know the opps yeah
I spot 'em oh huh
I got epiphany my bro devil
wanna steal from me my bro
Lucy gon' seem to please but
please believe he kill
and seek destroy huh yeah
Fight that fight for me ayy
Haters gon' hate like woo
Shake 'em off like this uh
I curve that shone like err
Climate change don't need
lanes I need God
I make the sauce I mean yeah
glory to God
Shooters aim I got range
what are the odds
Never fold we not the same no
we not
Climate change don't need
lanes I need God
I make the sauce I mean yeah
glory to God
Give me the turn
watch it'll burn litty yeah
All my bros oh my Lord
we won't stop
Play the game hold your tongue
you'll get far
Either that or you're Pac
in the car
I did it for the kids like Lavar
Talkin' wild while the family ball
Ayy boy please chill
why you keep it so real
Got the whole room laughing
and your face blue still
All that comes with the press is
the pressure so much for a deal
My boy just got rich
broke in with a mil'
I feel your pain forget the fame
I feel the flames known from
the climate change who run it
Woah
Climate change
don't need lanes I need God
I make the sauce I mean yeah
glory to God
Give me the turn
watch it'll burn litty yeah
All my bros oh my Lord
we won't stop
We won't stop
Heathen