They ain’t think I was gone start like this, how my words is dandy

Sand man blew away, no spider mane, he asking “why you fan me?”

Hold on to the pain, it’s in my brain feel the power let it go no landing

I hid it in my safe, don’t run away, I see you steady prancing

Squirrels all in my pants, I do my dance, she want the nuts no Candice

Jesus is the man, you know He steady warned us about the famines

Know I’m on His team, do not be petty when you talk about my dancing

And when I get a ring, you see I’m heavy with words that I’m saying

I just be praying and I repent all my sins, like yo

I’m so incredible, they like my zone cause my neck gone be on froze

I’m tryna to slide to New York, to eat at Tia Pole

It’s in the Bible why I don’t eat pork, I keep the Bible on me like a pole

Eating these rap **** up with these words, no cannibal

They claim that they on my level like swerve, no no no

I’m gonna hop in that new Range Rove, tryna go faster than Usain Bolt

Highly flammable like butane, woah

Got the handles, when I shoot and I score

Paintballs shooting straight through the door

Blasting away like it’s a bullet hole

Since I’m with God nothing cannot go wrong

If you don’t play your part, then the puzzle is wrong

Gave you some time but it cannot come back so why do it still feel like a loan?

I’m Playdoh boi in the day but in the night you can call me Playdoh Capone

I do it all in one sweep like it’s nothing couldn’t tell like I switched my flows in one breathe

Cooking up heat while I carry a 30, no curry but hit every time like it’s Steph

She wanna go to the next door to party, but shawty got split decisions right or left

Me and my migos posted in the hotel lobby, but my hobby made me wanna step

I want a slice or a pizza the pie, but my mouth getting parched need a drink, diet kelp

I know that I can’t do it by myself, so I’m begging to Yah and Yeshua for help

If you know that everything is gone be alright, then why you look left?

Aye, then why you look left

She clicking her heels together, like Dorothy, I’m guessing she wanting the wiz

I’m easing the pain and she thought it was morphine, how I got so much rizz

I know it’s **** who wanna escort me, hope they ain’t talking on fizz

I know my ex bitch tried to abort me, glad we ain’t having no kids

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Playdoh, doh, doh, don’t play