Duwap Kaine Masterpiece From God
[Chorus]
Everything I do is like a masterpiece from God
I'm my own shooter so you know I keep that rock
Call of Duty stick, look like it came from some box
When I got these bands man, niggas started actin' odd
Smokin' on green thing I'm smokin' outside
I be with the gang bitch, I be really with my squad
Puttin' your trust in that bitch, nigga you're a retard
Burberry smell like blueberry pop tart
They be like "damn he make beats" I'm like yes I prod'
Play my music in the studio and I watch them heads nod
Play my music for the crowd and the crowd just applaud
[Verse]
Swear to god this legit money, baby girl I ain't doin' no fraud
Bitch my gang be shootin' shit, thеy don't need tripods
Reminiscin' about bein' a kid when wе was on the i-Pods
The way I'm doin' this shit, it ain't nun' to me man
I'm doin' what I want and you doin' what you can
You know that you a bitch if you even take that stand
I got bad things in the club, I got shooters on command
I'm a young black, rich nigga, I could make a hunnid' grand
Your sound gon' fall of quicker, I might have a hunnid' plans
Dark liquor or white liquor, it don't matter, it's in my hand
She said "what the f..ck, you done turned into a alcoholic man"
I'm like, hell nah, I just get lit, I just do it cause' I can
Lambo truck nigga not no Ram
This legal money I don't scam
I'm up at five am, recordin' nun' but gems
I'm up at five am, tryna' take out these stems
I'm hoppin' in the ride but no I ain't no pimp
No I ain't no pimp, but no I ain't no simp
Smokin' dope that's him
How could you be broke? Man you trim'
All of my niggas, man all of my family, f..ck it [?]
Niggas love fake, woulda' thought it was real
Eat of your plate, baby takin' your meal
Speedin' fast so I don't got no chill
Got in a 360 windmill
Yall ain't know dem' lil kids
Pistol on me, yeah that lil' reel
Hop in that whip for a thrill
Bitch you cannot tell me how to feel
Who was that nigga you f..ckin', forreal?
You f..ckin' these niggas, oh that's how you feel?
Choppa' hittin', where your Fortnite shield?
My nephew say that he want [?]
[Chorus]
Everything I do is like a masterpiece from God
I'm my own shooter so you know I keep that rock
Call of Duty stick, look like it came from some box
When I got these bands man, niggas started actin' odd
Smokin' on green thing I'm smokin' outside
I be with the gang bitch, I be really with my squad
Puttin' your trust in that bitch, nigga you're a retard
Burberry smell like blueberry pop tart
They be like "damn he make beats" I'm like yes I prod'
Play my music in the studio and I watch them heads nod
Play my music for the crowd and the crowd just applaud
