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ScHoolboy Q – THank god 4 me Lyrics

ScHoolboy Q THank god 4 me Lyrics

WHats going on? Hey, hey
Okay, wHat’s going on? Hey
Okay, wHat’s going on? Hey

I swear to God my wHole tHing been wicced
Tried to keep tHe peace but all I peace around is bitcHes
I see tHe topic now ’bout everytHing is snitcHing
If tHere’s allegations you snitcHing, tHen I promise, n**

THank God for me, all my bitcHes gon’ lie for me
THank God for me, little G wagon and tHat Tesla cHeap
THank God for me, all my n*** gon’ slide for me
All my n*** gon’ sHHH for me

N**, go to Hell you went fed
THe wHite bitcH do wHat I said
You rap n*** stay on your period
THe trutH been coming out fierce
My necc piece looking like Paris
THe MaybacH, me and Her married
I look down, n**, tHat’s scary
THe rattails needa get buried
You Hanging onto it now barely, move on, n**, tHat’s clarity
Came Home, n**, THat’s scandal
CaugHt red-Handed on candid
BitcH ass n**, you fancy
IG, looking like Bambi
Real life, n**, no Grammy
Big watcH, n**, it’s glossy
Quicc flex, gotta get off me
Get bacc, n**, you awful
SHoe sHine, n**, keep dancing, catalog really extensive
Big fee’s one of my features
No cHeese, one of my secrets
Blue lips, really I’m speecHless

WHat’s going on?
SHit getting triccy out Here, my n**
WHat’s going on?
He telling, He telling, He telling, He telling, WHo telling?
WHats going on?
Man, it was supposed to be a secret

On God, you n*** lame
On God, you n** sHame
On God, you n*** AIDS
I’ma fucc wHo I want, on God
WitH a Hoe rigHt now, on God
I’ma fucc her in tHe face, on God
THe American dream, HooraH
WHy tHese police ass n*** going live?
He live, we slide

We slide
Fucc Her in tHe face, HooraH
I done ran from tHe porcH, just vibes
Heard a real ass n** won’t die
SHit, a legend like me can’t die
I’m alive, wHo lie?
I’ve been popping tHis sHit since nine, few times, more times
If I go out rigHt now, I’m fine
If I die rigHt now, I’m fine
WHere tHe mirror at? Ho, I’m fine
Got a buccet at Home, still mine
Got tHe same little ‘Rari tHat climbs
I sHine, big time
Boy, you gotta catcH up, you blind
Got a girl, dark skin, sHe fine
Okay, rewind
Got a new little tHing tHat grind
Got Her best friend witH Her, tHat’s mine, UHHuH, keep trying
If you couldn’t do tHe work, wHy sign? Want tHe money or you want to inspire?
‘Cause tHe same old crying get tired, you liar, you fired

THe bullsHit we on, tHe cHain on neon
THe frostbite on my wrist you cling on
THe dead weigHt on my bacc, just get on
I tongue kiss Serra, bring da wHite Hoe Leon
I put gold seats in tHe House just to pee on
I used to be on Percs, Xanax, it was kudos
THe money got too big, casH on Sumo

THank God for me, all my bitcHes gon’ to lie for me
THank God for me, little G wagon and tHat Tesla cHeap
THank God for me, all my n*** gon’ slide for me
All my n*** gon’ sHHH for me