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letra de thank god for me* - schoolboy q

lyrics from snippet

[intro]
ayy, ayy
what’s going on?
ayy, ayy
what’s going on?
ayy, ayy

[verse 1]
i swear to god my whole thang been weaking
try to keep the peace but all the peace allowing is b-tches
i see the topic now by everything you snitching
if it’s allegations, you snitching then i promise, n-gga, you—

[chorus]
thank god for me, all my n-ggas gon’ lie for me
thank god for me, lil’ g-wag’ and the teslas jeep
thank god for me, all my n-ggas gon’ slide for me, all my n-ggas gon’ “shh” for me

[verse 2]
n-gga, go to h-ll, you went fed’ (ayy)
the white b-tch do what i said (ayy)
you rap n-ggas stay on your period
the truth been coming out fairs
my neck piece looking like paris
the maybach, me in the mirror
i look down, n-gga, that’s scary
the rat tails need to get buried
move

caught red handed
b-tch ass n-gga, you fancy
ig looking like dandy
real life, n-gga, no grammys
big watch, n-gga, it’s glossy
quick flex, gotta get off me
get back, n-gga, you off
shoe shine, n-gga, keep dancing
no cheese
lil’ lips, really i’m speechless

[refrain]
what’s going on?
sh-t gettin’ triggy out here, my n-gga, what’s going on?
he tellin’, he tellin’, he tellin’, he tellin’, who
(man, it was supposed to be a secret)
on god, you n-ggas lame
on god, you n-ggas shame
on god, you n-ggas ain’t—

[verse 3]
i f-ck who i want, on god
put the ho right now, on god
i’ma f-ck her on the face, on god
the american dream, who ride
these police ass n-ggas going live
he live, we slide
we slide
f-ck her in the face, who ride
i done ran from the porsche, just vibes
h-ll, a real ass n-gga won’t die
sh-t, a legend like me can’t die
i’m alive, who lie?
i’ve been popping this sh-t since ‘9
few times, whole times
if i go right now, i’m fine
if i die right now, i’m fine
got a bucket at home, still mine
got the same lil’
i shine, big time
boy, you gotta catch up, you blind
got a girl, darkskin, she fine
okay, rewind
got a new lil’ thang that grime

keep trying

want the money
’cause the same old
you liar, you fired
the bullsh-t we on
the chain on neon
the frostbite on my wrist you cling on
the dead weight on my back just get on
i tell ’em, keep serving the white ho to leon
i put gold seats in the house just to be on
i used to be on [?] it was kudos
the money got too big cash on sumo

[chorus]
thank god for me, all my b-tches gon’ lie for me
thank god for me, lil’ g-wag’ and the teslas jeep
thank god for me, all my n-ggas gon’ slide for me, all my n-ggas gon’ “shh” for me

- schoolboy q

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