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• Artiste: Westside Gunn
• Titre: God Is Love
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(Conductor) Woah, uh-huh (Conductor, we have a problem) Nackie Chan, wha-ta! Yo, son Santo Domingo, helpin' the Gus to get to the people It's niggas watchin' us shine like kings, bro (Shiny) Golden ring though, a lot of bling and all jingle All my niggas are dogs like dingo (Woof, woof, woof, woof, woof) Call the bitches to come and mingle (Mommy) Pack a forty-fifth and some hard white singles, yeah Forty dollars, a head buster, bell ringer Makin' the paper to stack up chips that tall like Pringles (Money) Took off a nigga roof and watch Pieces of him lift and fall like shingles (Bah, bah, bah, bah) Pop the cork and toast it, fourth Clicquot We done made this work The dopеst niggas that got exposed that we gon'— (Yеah) Can't believe he gettin' dirt and really told on his people (He folded) In the streets, deal with Os of perico (Word) Look at this nigga arm, you can tell by the inside (Uh-huh) It was only used for just to poke in needles and shit (Fuck) He'd want it even more if he knew it was lethal (That's crazy) The dope came up (Uh-huh), what, what? Been on my ten toes, yo (Nack) I tap the jumper like it's Dominican then bolt bro (Jokin') Feel offensive, but when I sing in the Benzo (Vroom) I up it from downers, Addies and benzos, yeah Diamond dancin' (Uh), nine-hundred and ninety-six grams We lost a few in the unwrappin', more in the pan (Yeah) Fuck it, the last twelve, they dropped back like Randall Cunningham (They did) I had to hop step on it like Ja Morant (Haha) Then them tear pants with the candles (Stove) Scorpions on the Carmelo Anthony (Stove) They dropped me out the clouds I landed in coke water in the kitchen sink (Woo) The answer is me (Woo) I told the plug "Make sure it's Tia Landry I want it to look like the last one you handed me" (I do) He hopped out swingin' the chopper like a canopy (Brrt, bah, bah) I left my soul in the kitchen in my sanity (In my sanity) The flip phone do a hundred-grand a week Angela Bassett, I had it flamin' in the street (Haha) Fork in the pot, you hear the pan tink (Tink) Now I move it all hands-free My bitch doin' her make-up in the vanity, look like DaniLeigh (She do) I bought a Chanel bag, just to ride in a sprinter van full of keys And when she made it (When she made it) When she made it (When she made it) We celebrated when she made it When she made it, when she made it, Stove Peace, God God is love, God I love God Even with the devil on my shoulder God is love, FLYGOD is forever Big Griselda, bigger villains One beginning, one ending (Conductor)