[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Aye, yeah
[Verse 1]
If I had a gun
Her name would be molly
'Cause I finna pop, pop
Pop, pop that shit
Black boy, brown skin
I got a family in Mali
I see 'em on my streams
Spotify ass nigga cuz its 2019 ('cause it's 2019)
I came to the playground
I fucked around and shot the sheriff
Now I'm cuffed up, even got a wifey
Molly go Tony Montana on a boy
Playin' with the glocky like a toy
Beat a homie up
Tell em niggas free Rocky
If you draw first blood I go Rambo
Shoot a homie till my baby outta ammo
Call me a soldier rocking camo
I hate a nigga call me famo
I had a nigga call me famo
Fuck, hol' up
I be shooting shit and I'm one with the gods
Hol' up
Baars, maars
[Pre-Hook]
Hol' up, I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods, I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods
I'm up in the sky
I'm one with the gods
[Hook]
Hol' up I'm one with the gods
I want the shmoke ain't no time to disguise
Hol' up all my bitches gone ride
All my niggas they drip like a storm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
Hol' up I'm one with the gods
I want the shmoke ain't no time to disguise
Hol up all my bitches gone ride
All my niggas they drip like a storm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
[Post-Hook]
Hol' up, I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods, I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods
I'm up in the sky
I'm one with the gods
I'm one with the gods
[Verse 2]
My gun got a baby
I'm a fool, but it's cool
I gotta shoot
Man it's been a minute you dig?
I did it but its music
So it's hard to tell my family I made it
How can I say such if I'm not caking
Wake up in the morning
Tryna stack up on Madiba's
Secure the deal
I used to hit up Adidas
If I had a gun that'll be my diva
Never caught slipping not to mention smoking on reefer
If you think I'm not going to shoot
Know the devil is a lie
Never do that I will teach ya (I will teach ya)
Good people dying
But you homies still alive
I'd kill everyday if killing wasn't a fucking crime
Drop a couple dimes for the AK
Spitting fire on everybody songs
I'm sounding like an AK
The baby K not a baby
Pakistan's
I pack the heat and pack the mac
I pack the heat and pack the mac
Mac 11, man I feel like Stan
Stan Smith on my feet
Steppin' on the devil
Man I'm jumping on a beat
I'm... one with the gods
I made Coco from my image
Man, I need a new scope for that rifle
Enjoy the music while I pipe you
[Hook]
Hol' up I'm one with the gods
I want the shmoke ain't no time to disguise
Hol' up all my bitches gone ride
All my niggas they drip like a storm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
Hol' up I'm one with the gods
I want the shmoke ain't no time to disguise
Hol up all my bitches gone ride
All my niggas they drip like a storm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm
My Glock is hot and she's keeping warm