Chosen

God is the spirit
The spirit is God
The spirit within me so I am a god
Gone in a Mazzi
Pop a molly for my mental
Broad getting sloppy on my body being sinful
Calling to the lord saying that she needed grace
While she rub up on your boy getting nut up on her face
I'm feeling blessed like I said achoo
On her chest is 2D's and she want mine too
Thick chick on her knees said she only wanna please
I'm feeling blessed like a mufuckin' sneezed
Float like a butterfly sting like a bee
It's blue ice on the watch and it cost blue cheese
No ranch but I'm dressing
Blessed and never stressing
Got ya girl in my phone telling me I'm her obsession
She choosing you losing
Beat the pussy up it's bruising
She loving how I'm moving and she's loving how I do it
Hit it from behind
Now that booty on rewind
Leaning back while we recline and she telling me it's mine
Fucking for the clout
Let me finish in her mouth
Shawty know what I'm about
Get my nut and then I'm out
You thought she was a keeper
Should've never let me meet her
Blow her back out like a speaker
Beat it up and then delete her
You want her as your main
Hate to say that you insane
Blew my mind out with her brain, yuh
(Jesus Christ, who is this nigga?)
Steady on the rhyme
You would think this was my job
Only write divine lines like I ghostwrite for god
God is the spirit
The spirit is God
The spirit within me so I am a god
Gone