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letra de god as my witness - cartier hendrix

[hook: cartier hendrix]
as god as my witness
ima ask god for forgiveness
he know what i did all them nights
we banging on opps
we ain’t trusting no cops
they ain’t read him his rights
they just shot out his lights
i swear it ain’t right

[verse 1: cartier hendrix]
them oppers keep steppin’ don’t know what he reppin’
he shooting bricks he ain’t shootin’ at bodies
i’m praying for peace when i talk to the reverend
i hope my homie them made it to heaven
he can’t leave the house unequipped with his weapon
from city to city my doggie was steppin’
stomping on blocks he can’t pay for protection
back in 2019 i came up with a scheme
the plan was get rich by any d-mn means
kick down a door do you know what that means
when no one around you supporting yo dreams
i turned a 2 to a 4 to a 6
this is the part where they switch
ain’t it a b-tch
they stuck in the past and i’m stuck in my ways
boy i did it alone they ain’t call me no plays
quarterback quarterback
bring me my quarter back
i sent the order back
stack it and get it
they wrap it and flip it then pack it and ship it
the package was dented
i shaq it and rip it
ask b or ask me but the truth of the matter is the sh-t didn’t go out as it’s planned
all of my sh-t stay in steady demand
we catch you stealing we cut off yo hand
[refrain]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah
woah, woah, yeah, al-right,yeah,yeah,yeah

[hook: cartier hendrix & bertheolamu]
as god as my witness
ima ask god for forgiveness
he know what i did all them nights
we banging on opps
we ain’t trusting no cops
they ain’t read him his rights
they just shot out his lights
i swear it ain’t right
(woah, yeah)
i swear it ain’t right
(hey,d-mn, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: bertheolamu]
i trap wit’ a big scale with a glock on my side i send yo ass straight to h-ll (okay)
lamu i don’t fight n-ggas, i just pop n-ggas can’t you see that i’m super frail
i walk in the trap spot, i just pick up and leave i really don’t talk and sh-t
my pockets on fat fat i cannot lie, lamu i’m a walkin’ l!ck
pull up on a opp b-tch put d-ck in her throat
ar-15 in my burberry coat
if you ride around with me i can show your ass the ropes
young n-gga made twenty middle man and fifty bows
it’s just fullyloaded the mob n-gga
i ain’t even gon’ lie i don’t rob
but i will rob ya b-tch and f-ck her and take her
and ya know yeah
you know don’t
i ain’t even gon’ lie you gon’ feel us
you gon’ feel me
fullyloaded the mob n-gga fullyloaded the mafia n-gga yeah we comin’
2021 n-gga if i die it’s gon’ be 2020 forever cause you know i’ma live forever
f-ck a b-tch
[hook]
as god as my witness
ima ask god for forgiveness
he know what i did all them nights
we banging on opps
we ain’t trusting no cops
they ain’t read him his rights
they just shot out his lights
i swear it ain’t right
(huh yeah)
i swear it ain’t right
(yeah,yeah,yeah) x2

- cartier hendrix

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