Goddess
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Goddess was released on April 10, 2026 by Alamo as a part of the album Chicken Talkin Bastard
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Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bossman Dlow
Performer
DaBaby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devante McCreary
Composer
Jonathan Kirk
Composer
Edgar Ferrera
Composer
Dion Davenport
Composer
Tyshane Thompson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SkipOnDaBeat
Producer
Dub Tha Prodigy
Producer
Niiks
Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Big Za
[Chorus]
She a goddess, I'ma bless her
I left the rent money on the dresser, yeah
I left the pussy on a stretcher
I might buy a Benz to be extra, uh
Check calling, I can't answer
Wrist throwin' a temper tantrum, yeah
Real diamonds, get the tester
If she kept it real, I would've kept her
But she didn't, so I left her, bitch, I'm gone
[Verse 1]
She ain't got no face, but she got all that ass, fuck it
I broke the money counter, bae, count these racks for me
Chanel tote, whatever you want, baby girl, say it
Neck stupid, wrist dummy, do the math on it
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, laughing to the bank
All these billions on my brain, don't give a fuck about what you think
Bae, you know that pussy water, fix me somethin' to drink
Them hoes wanna be like you so bad, but they can't
[Chorus]
She a goddess, I'ma bless her
I left the rent money on the dresser, uh
I left the pussy on a stretcher
I might buy a Benz to be extra, uh
Check calling, I can't answer
Wrist throwin' a temper tantrum, yeah
Real diamonds, get the tester
If she kept it real, I would've kept her
But she didn't, so I left her, bitch, I'm gone
[Verse 2]
Come on, baby, throw that shit, bring it here, she know she thick
She suck it super slow with spit, fell asleep, I'm over with
Leave me passed out on the couch, looking like Dlow in this bitch
And gon' back to your **** house, he looking like Nemo for his bitch
Ooh, he cannot find his ho, she tired of him, he's kinda broke
She do her thing, I grab her towel, I put her out and find some soap
She don't wanna live without me, ho, don't let me find a rope
I'm tired of her, need something new, on Instagram, I'm tryna scope
[Chorus]
She a goddess, I'ma bless her
I left the rent money on the dresser, uh
I left the pussy on a stretcher
I might buy a Benz to be extra, uh
Check calling, I can't answer
Wrist throwin' a temper tantrum, yeah
Real diamonds, get the tester
If she kept it real, I would've kept her
But she didn't, so I left her, bitch, I'm gone
Written by: Devante McCreary, Dion Davenport, Edgar Ferrera, Jonathan Kirk, Tyshane Thompson


