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defnotbio - gxddxmn كلمات الأغنية

[intro: diizii]
godd_mn
that ain’t god’s plan

[chorus: defnotbio]
they like, “godd_mn,” (d_mn) this ain’t god’s plan (nah)
but like johnny blaze; this youngin’ is a hot head (uh_huh)
i get it bussin’ in this b_tch just like swat can (brra)
time is tickin’, gwen stacy, you gon’ drop dead (drop dead)
they like, “godd_mn,” (d_mn) keep it truckin’ like a dodge ram (dodge)
i keep a stick in my pocket, call it pots, pans (pots, pans)
i could make it rain just like god can
i’ma leave him for the beaver, they like god, d_mn
[verse: diizii]
hol’ on, walk up in this b_tch, like, godd_mn
get on my level, you can’t do what the f_ck a god can
your broad givin’ me mega mind, i call her roxanne
and youngin’s tryna switch up on me, lil’ b_tch, i don’t plot plans
so run my muh’f_ckin’ fade if you think you got hands
and the top drawer got the weapon, b_tch, you know what i’m sayin’?
y’all lil’ rappers act likе y’all the sh_t, foo’, you don’t got fans
f_ck a tweakin’ youngin’, the f_ck his namе is? bossman?
i’m no type to just go off for no reason and throw shots
but it’s on my mother, i could hit you, far or close shots
how you expect support when you don’t give it back?
and thinkin’ i’ma join yo’ lil’ crew? must be off some crack, huh
and, yes, i be fried, don’t be think i’m rollin’ with south
yeah, you’re b_tchless, if you had one, though, i’d be all in her mouth
so someone tell that old head who still live in mama’s house
pushin’ thirty, actin’ five, hailen; the f_ck you talkin’ ‘bout?
i get you been through some trauma, uh, don’t think i got a doubt
don’t mean postin’ ‘bout me’s fixin’ sh_t, you always actin’ out
next day i hit yo’ dm ‘bout it, i was tryna talk it out
remember back in the days we’d give each other shouts
sh_t, we used to be homies, but i grew up and you didn’t
always play the f_ckin’ victim’, dave, you must be f_ckin’ kiddin’
and this whole verse ain’t no lie, i just told the facts, bruh
bro, you yellin’, “f_ck the haters!” but offended? it don’t match up
you stay cryin’ on the net, but act like you some f_ckin’ warrior
wanna sue me for slander? okay, foo’, go hit up a lawyer
i’m a f_ckin’ creature when i’m off a liter, i done broke the meter
yo’ sh_t ain’t no bumpin’, my sh_t turnt the f_ckin’ speakers
tryna make that preacher music, that sh_t gettin’ weaker, you no leader
even ‘til this day that p_ssy still beggin’ for features
i’m a stepper, f_ck some sneakers, turn my neck into a freezer
‘fore you find another b_tch, she’ll leave you before you can leave her
beggin’ me to listen to yo’ tape, you ain’t support me either
how you sleepin’ on the youngin’, oldin’? knew you was a sleeper
had yo’ music on delay, okay, i’m really not that eager
phire ain’t did sh_t for you, homie, did you even f_ckin’ meet her?
i’ma player in the field, lil’ b_tch, you stuck up on the bleachers
i’m a taker and receiver, k!ll instrumentals, no reaper
and you got yo’ first b_tch, huh? but you couldn’t even keep her
hard to keep a b_tch when there’s a thousand miles in between ya’
cuh, i used to be a dreamer, now my youngin’ is a dealer
if yo’ single mother ex_b_tch come around, i’ma go feel her
with them three children, d_mn, boy, i bet you she’s an eater
i done went off, lil’ youngin’, ‘fore i’m out, i’ll blast the heater, phew
[chorus: defnotbio]
they like, “godd_mn,” (d_mn) this ain’t god’s plan (nah)
but like johnny blaze; this youngin’ is a hot head (uh_huh)
i get it bussin’ in this b_tch just like swat can (brra)
time is tickin’, gwen stacy, you gon’ drop dead (drop dead)
they like, “godd_mn,” (d_mn) keep it truckin’ like a dodge ram (dodge)
i keep a stick in my pocket, call it pots, pans (pots, pans)
i could make it rain just like god can
i’ma leave him for the beaver, they like god, d_mn

[outro: diizii]
yeah, and go f_ckin’ cry about this sh_t on the net
you lil’ b_tch
(agh, diizii!)
had to bring that tag back, you know what i’m sayin’?

- defnotbio

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