CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : All Glass

Yeah, yeah
Steppin' on this sh*t, slidin’ on that sh*t
Praise the Lord, baby

Yeah, money in the church pot
Your nephew work for me, got bundles in his church socks
Big bunny rabbit, I drop a package, my youngins down to slide
Shot up your Escalade, I bought 'em all, Playstation 5
They hold you for three days if you a suspect for a recent murder
You get released if they don't find a witness or the burner
Guess that’s why Chapo dug the tunnel and smoked all the workers
Namu Myōhō Renge Kyō, my coca do the Tina Turner
Kyrie Irving, Uncle Fred had his strap to the head
Better get that boy to the doctor before them bullets spread
Hit that n***a twice, he was leakin', but is he dead or not?
Followed him to the hospital, shoot it out in the parkin' lot
My nuts dropped, first I got money and then the power
b*t*h, I'm in this sh*t, like Burberry shirts at baby showers
Shot these kids on her face, give yo' wifey a baby shower
East side is the army, go get you a navy tower, what's up, b*t*h?

Kane train, n***a, I'ma keep this sh*t movin', f**k it
Kane, let’s go (Haha, yo)