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Yeah, see me up on stage, it's holy drip, they smell the Baccarat (they smell the Baccarat)
Every time the Holy Spirit hit me, it made my body rock (made my body rock)
Nowadays, we outside preach the Word, don't gotta pop a lock (don't gotta pop a lock)
And them boys better had, stay inside, they trippin' with that chop (trippin' with that chop)
It's a brand new year with a brand new flow, they slept on us a lot (they slept on us a lot)
As to who I rep, know, Jesus Christ, I don't talk to Allah (I don't talk to Allah)
They tryna contradict, my Lord, but they can't find a flaw (but they find a flaw)
Yeah, Yeah
They know they can't find a flaw (they can't find a flaw)
In my God, no, you can't find a flaw (you can't find a flaw)
In the Word can't find a flaw (can't find a flaw)
And my God, I trust in Him, there ain't no flaw (there ain't no flaws)
Wake up and pray and give Him thanks, you know that's law (you know that's law)
Never gon' switch on my day ones, you know that's law (you know that's law)
He came and pulled me back them days when I was lost (when I was lost)
They ain't cookin' like we is, for real, they tryna steal the sauce (tryna steal the sauce)
Where I point them boys right too I said the cross (I said the cross)
Like Rick Ross, you wanna be a boss, you gon' have to take a loss (gon' have to take a loss)
Said we was forever, I believed her, she left by tomorrow (left by tomorrow)
Lord, I'm tired of all this pain, the drugs won't help in all this sorrow (in all this sorrow)
I been buildin' up my credit, no, I can't do no Klarna (I can't do no Klarna)
We pulled up in a space coupe, they look like we some Martians (look like we some Martians)
I don't really gotta even shoot my shot, your pictures, I ain't hearting (I ain't hearting)
But when it comes to dunkin' on my sin, I go crazy like Hardin (go crazy like Hardin)
Uh, they can't find a flaw (they can't find a flaw)
In my God, no, they can't find a flaw (they can't find a flaw)
In his Word no they can't find a flaw (they can't find a flaw)
I trust in God lil bro, there ain't no flaws (there ain't no flaws)
Yeah, see me up on stage, it's holy drip, they smell the Baccarat (they smell the Baccarat)
Every time the Holy Spirit hit me, it made my body rock (made my body rock)
Nowadays, we outside preach the Word, don't gotta pop a lock (don't gotta pop a lock)
And them boys better had, stay inside, they trippin' with that chop (trippin' with that chop)
It's a brand new year with a brand new flow, they slept on us a lot (they slept on us a lot)
As to who I rep, know, Jesus Christ, I don't talk to Allah (I don't talk to Allah)
They tryna contradict, my Lord, but they can't find a flaw (but they find a flaw)
Yeah, Yeah
They know they can't find a flaw (they can't find a flaw)
In my God, no, you can't find a flaw (you can't find a flaw)
In the Word can't find a flaw (can't find a flaw)
And my God, I trust in Him, there ain't no flaw (there ain't no flaws)



Writer(s): Roman Brookins Copyright: Self Published Through Distrokid



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