Grandbuda Lord Knows
[Verse 1]
Bitching bout
Bitching bout the fact that all you players playing balling out and I be talkin' ‘bout, ballin' out
Only real player playing music on an instagod and still be in and out
And why you ma'fuckers try me?
Feel free to test the kid
I be the only one to test the bizz
I be the only to make it sick and
Still be on the come up
Why these lyrics feeling stock up
Why these bitches try to come up
For me to give em cum uh
And why you trynna bitch up
F..ck boys oh nah
F..ck shit imma
F..ck y'all f..ck up
F..ck you and I
5 for dilla
4 for dollas
And make my bank account fatter
And spend it all in one summer
[Chorus]
Lord knows
I be the realest on the road now
And if you trynna test the boy now
F..ck your place f..ck your broads now
Y'all know
That I know that
Cause I know that
Cause I know
[Verse 2]
Call me on my phone line
IMessage on the grind
High five, cause we taking shit for free, I take the time
And make the tables turn
I take the money
And piss up this girl
It's hot you burn
I earn the time to take your place uh
I burn the throne and take uh
I cut your throat and take uh
[Chorus]
Lord knows
I be the realest on the road now
And if you trynna test the boy now
F..ck your place f..ck your broads now
Y'all know
That I know that
Cause I know that
Cause I know