Bondye Vodou
Proud practitioner of the "High Science"
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
God blessed me with today but he ain't promised me tomorrow
Homie's a dope fiend with that drink, he made me drop at every bottle
Boy, I got a million hoes in my face, fukk all the strippers and bottle models
bytch, I know you ain't got no cake, you fukk for likes and a couple follows
Yeah yeah, they call me rabbit 'cause how I bounce on a bytch
Can't suck this dikk to pay yo rent, ho, I ain't housin' no bytch
fukked up and took this ho on trips, spent large amounts on this bytch
I shoulda just "fukk it: Whataburger, White Castle" the bytch
But players fukk up and then it's right back to gettin' it
A bytch couldn't trap me with tripplets, ho, I'm livin' it
Chaz said these bytches was wicked, they get they dividends
Ain't scared to go to court, smack a ho with a roll of Benjamins
It's Kane Train but when I'm with you I'ma treat you like my main thing
bytch, use yo brain, told all my other hoes the same thing
I'm off to the races
You gets no paper, all I'm exchangin' is fukk faces, ya bytch
[Outro: Freddie Gibbs]
Keep tellin' me I'll never change, yeah
A lil' p*ssy, pretty face, ain't gon' get my heart on no wedding rings, yeah yeah
Uh, bytch called my mama and then my mama said "Yo
bytch, why you trippin', he ain't gon' never change"
bytch, I was born into this shyt and I'm up until I die, put that on the gang, yeah yeah