Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, uh, yeah, uh, yeahWe gon' make them Geechee girls talk to thisYeah, uh, uh, uh, yeahThem boys gon' pull up on that thing on them 28's, you know what I'm sayin'?Yeah, sound like a monkey in the trunk, you know what I mean?YeahI swear I told that preacher I ain't prayin' to his JesusBecause I'm the only thing that I believe inDid a couple drugs and I say a lot of curse wordsOld folks see me and they say that I'm a heathenBitch, I am a god and my lady is a goddessCan tell by my dress, rude boy, kinda wickedI'll probably go to hell for the * that I done didYou better make sure that it's a first class ticketI've been dealin' with some demons for a minuteI can't go to hell cause I'm a resident that's livin' in itI've been heaven sent by JesusI'm a god in the fleshLightin' up some cheapo, feelin' like a car hit my chestCommittin' censors, I was ten, misunderstandin' about my skinCause I was hunchin' on a white bitch who parents hate my kinAnd I can promise I'm not racist, I just really want a black queenI'm more a pro-black thing, they say my heart cold like I'm Nat KingIf you livin' single like you're Maxine, you better shoot your shotBut I ain't talkin' bout them vaccines, lookI be chillin' on the beach with some Coronas and a bluntYeahIf you say that this some Zaza or some RushSmokin' weed while I'm walkin' to the heaven gatesI promise if it's closed, I'ma take that bitch down like I'm Kevin GatesEverything I serenade or resonate, I say that *, you scared to sayEven though it may be hell to pay, it's big to ventureI swear I told that preacher I ain't prayin' to his JesusBecause I'm the only thing that I believe inDid a couple drugs and I say a lot of curse wordsOld folks see me and they say that I'm a heathenBitch, I am a god and my lady is a goddessCan tell by my dreads, rude boy, kinda wickedI'll probably go to hell for the * that I done didYou better make sure that it's a first class ticketMy dad told his only child, he said, hey sonThat's that nigga I want you to stay away fromAnd I can bet he'll never tell you that his dad liedCause it's a rap if you ever see my bad sideLet me take a shot of Yak before I rap this verseLet me take a shot of Yak before I rap this verseYeah, and get this bitch rockin' like a Baptist churchIn the back makin' fun of all the cripple bitchesI'm a beast and I'm known for leavin' triple sixesNot really doin' magic like I'm Harry PotterPull a stick and do some tricks, I need that dollarI drop a hearse on 28th, that's what I'm flossin' inDroppin' counterfeit money in the offeringI knock em dead, go and print em the obituaryThe whole town, the preacher, even your bitch-a-waryMe and Moolah get this bread, you can't tag alongGivin' niggas hell, the richest niggas out in BabylonI swear I told that preacher I ain't prayin' to his JesusBecause I'm the only thing that I believe inDid a couple drugs and I say a lot of curse wordsOld folks see me and they say that I'm a heathenBitch, I am a god and my lady is a goddessCan tell by my dreads, rude boy, kinda wickedI'll probably go to hell for the * that I done didYou better go to hell for the * that I done didYou better make sure that it's a first class ticket