Told the preacher I drove a [?]
Said that God was a brother
I said if you believe [?]
Then you would want me to fuck [?]
I walk around in a bubble
A fucking scoundrel [?] trouble
And there be times [?]
And then they rhyme in the rubble
I'm the shit
Looking at the money like it's mine to get
I'm the shit bitch
Everybody down, throw the pistol and [?]
I'm the shit
Looking at the money like it's ours to get
I'm the shit bitch
Everybody lies throw the pistol and [?]
They be the grimey and greedy
Made it to Grammy's and they eat it
Got told that we [?]
I'm the shit
Looking at the money like it's mine to get
I'm the shit bitch
Everybody down, throw the pistol and [?]
I'm the shit
Looking at the money like it's ours to get
I'm the shit bitch
Everybody lies throw the pistol and [?]
I'm the shit
Writer(s): Michael Santigo Render, Torbitt Castleman Schwartz, Jaime Meline, Wilder Zoby Schwartz, Michael Render, Perry Botkin, Jordan Asher, Michael Viner
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