God Is a Jellyfish

Well…

homie what you playing for ?

Hitttin pussy for free that you paying for

Imma Lay pipe then I’m outtie (Audi)

No a4

Live the type of life I know that they pray for

I said

Look at me

Look at me

Walking

Over all of them

But they still talkin

I said shut up

I ain’t gunna run up

Pay The lil homie in grams

Now his hands on a knife and you cut up

Be cautious!

Got they hands on they face

like watches !

But It’s cuz the blood start flooding and they nauseas

Smokin on so many bodies

Ya

I can burn the j now like Auschwitz’s

Now shits

Getting real

I don’t need friends fuck how u feel

I ain’t trynna eat a meal

I’m trynna make a mil

I been places I know that they never will

Live fast for nothin

Like treadmills

You stand still

I been told my whole life to get real

Life don’t feel too good, I know death will

Brain talking to me like “I wonder now lead feel?”

Here try it out… [gun shots]

If I want it then I got it

Then I got it [x2]

It’s already mine and I ain’t even bought it

If I want it then I got it

Then I got it

You got a Glock but you ain’t ever shot it

I got some homies that are too down

They retarded

Go stupid dumb

Once I rub dust on my gums

Bitch I’m from space I ain’t reppin’ no city

Filthy mother fucker but she say I’m so pretty

I don’t understand that bros before hoes shit

How you put a man over some kitty ??

I go

Call of duty mode my weapon is gold

Pack-a-punch a mother fucker like woah

Bayonet will wet them up like a row on a boat

bouttta pop off but I don’t got a Glock out

They lookin at me like I’m walkin with my cock out

Fuck the word then

Do not talk to me unless you are Ben Franklin, the end…

I want M’s

I don’t want friends

This is not a game …

Well

Homie what you playing for ?

Hitttin pussy for free that you paying for

Imma

Imma Lay pipe then I’m outtie (Audi)

No a4

Live the type of life I know that they pray for

I said

Look at me

Look at me

Walking

Over all of them

But they still talkin

I said shut up

I ain’t gunna run up

Pay

The lil homie in grams now his hands on a knife and you cut up

Be cautious!

Got they hands on they face

like watches !

But It’s cuz the blood start flooding and they nauseas