Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Vicente Fuentes Ruiz
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Bitch I'ma god living up in the flesh
If you Niggas test me, boy I'll leave you to rest
Nothing you say will ever reach up my chest
You bitches be talking, but never the less
I show a damn hoe I ain't ever gonna stress
You bitches be talking but you is a mess
Taking it out, bitch I'm passing the test
All ya niggas be talking but losing yo breath
Losing ya breath, but I'm repping my set
We be frozen till death, all you niggas a mess
Life is a game, so I treat it like chess
All you bitches be talking, but won't even bet
Bitch I put all on my team, for my set
Cuz I'm never gonna quit till I take it to death
Bitch I go fly high like I was a jet
All ya niggas be talking but won't even step
Up to me
A fuckin' damn king
All you niggas be talking but can't even speak
If you look at my eyes then you must wanna bleed
Then I'm taking ya hoe and I make her ass cream
Cream of the crop
Bitch you know I'm on top
And you lucky that I don't ever wanna go drop
But, I do really drop
Then that shit gonna pop
All you niggas gonna stop
All ya shits gon' flop
Writer(s): Vicente Fuentes Ruiz
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