GAWD Lyrics – Benny B

GAWD Lyrics by Benny B

Oh no you wanna joke on me
Oh bro you done been talking ‘lot of things
So, yo you done tryna toke ya leaves
Get toked by me, hopefully, you won’t release, your stash back in the vault i see

Joke flow, joe blow, broke below the scenes
Choked flow, soaked clothes, hoping his
Whole joke, persona, blows him, up in to the whole scenes
I know you-

Tisk, man what you talkin’ ‘bout?
Oh my gawd
I ain’t wanna have to kill ‘em like this
He made me do it tho

Prove to you and the whole
Universe why you don’t
Don’t mess with a gawd
Boy better put away your demands

Up on saturn you realize i am your demons
Bro you joke oh “hope you don’t leave”
Your joking, ima wildfire take w!ldflwr and blow, leaves
Used to mess wit you bake when you made babytron

You’ve take me granted faked responses now take these loses and baby’s gone
You see where i’m taking this dawg?
Yeah
Ok knockoff you lil uzi beige

Block ya white skin off till this lil uzi’s beige
Chop the mic’s top off leave this lil uzi white
Red dot no more diamond red eye sight
You come from murda records

I murder records, i purge what’s left of
Your burning sectors you nerds get bested by a kid who plays pokémon cards
Now i’m dealing out punches i’m will smith
Your joke is gone far

Dial the tone back gangster or i’ll leave you king von’d
No friends, no durk to avenge when you get goned
Oh lawg you got the gawd pissed off
I murdered records now this your death song

I was the original vision$ i get it i rip it forget it and the beat gets passed to you
Wavy said you weird and messed the track up so back to me i’ll rap it soon
Actual truth
I’m the gawd i don’t believe so who gon’ pastor you?

I massacre you, after you, wrapped into, your casket i smash it you never earned peaceful piece may you rest in grieve
Uh ,yeah
Now that i think about it you are weird
Blocked me and also dropped xela?

We out rap ya but don’t want to get topped on ya, own song
Bro ya, whole prosona, broke trash
The only bag, you get from the trash can
Heh, damn man

Lemme break you down, heh
Justen bieber bod with a dwayne tattoo
Up the heater huh? who you aim at dude?
Touch my sneakers? nah, you couldn’t grazie my shoe, dumped beneath me hah, i’ve slain rap cool, and came at you, the way you acts rude, you can’t play rap fool

You way gapped tooth, this raged cap tool, spray at you, leave you with more holes than spongebob bout as smart as a starfish
Heartless i cause slits
Marks and raw hemps
In your veins after i smoke you

Pass it and smoke you
Pass it to the whole crew
Grab it and we tote you
More than you tote tools

Lil ol’ fool
‘forget you’re alone’ tsk i forget ya life
Step to me leave you zoro you bit the knife
Oh so opressed calm it marshal you ain’t forget ya rights

I give you many l’s count it up
How many plays? count it up
On ya new song, count it up
Cod body counter boy count it up

Heh
Why you put ya songs on genius not single thing to annotate?
I’m bane, i take your career by the spine and i break, dammed in fait, and it’s great, i hand grenade your damn acclaimed, rap and hey, after this, maybe you can let me know more about you
Did research dude, there’s nothing new about you

I can show you 16 other soundcloud clout drought kids you look just like
Leave you swimming with the fishes i’m a shark and i just bite
But either way it’s fine
Gut ether way ripped spine

Bust heater spray? b#tch why
Ya deep a hide it’s live
Ya need a life, this why
You up the blicky, uh

You get siffy, uh
It gets icky, uh
Money, money, money, uh
You and me? there’s no correlation

All your bars? there’s no correlation
Hood and you, no correlation
Leave you dead, our life states no correlation!
Gon be seeing double me smoking through all those shrooms, mama shoulda scooped you out with a hotter spoon, deal out a hundred shots like we playing vingt-et-un

Step to me the heat’ll correct your tone more than that autotune
You grab a gat? i gratatat your maga hat you
Bag of trash slang it back ready to fix your way of trap you ain’t wayne you cap it ain’t the same in fact
You don’t respond. it’ll be better for you

Lyrical berretta to deadly for round two
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Benny B Lyrics – GAWD

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