G.M.I Venus - LORD! lyrics

(Hook) Facing the dragons, you notice I'm headed to deserts They know ‘bout the pain (Yeah) Flight could be crashing, my quotas they drastic like perverts I'm making her rain (Yeah) Hit em' up, money on the line, no TINGS Fill it up, wanna do fine, gold things (Verse One) To non-believers, got the holy grail Waiting for departures, skin is darker With Anubis, trending all the way Y'll are weaker, stranded in the veil Caking out in Arkum, sins of matyr ‘Nother nudist, give a glory gaze Totem poles of emerald, HORUS at the top Let em' know, now I'm really gunning for the guap Golden goal, the pedestal, n***a never flop Epitomes, I just wanna get it running in a lot Nerfetari, got the golden links, Pharaoh Ramesseis Everybody frozen to the sin, f** your Hercules Feeling rosy to the flow, in a magic sink All unknown, making Horus gold, so I really think Super wavy, and I'm on the brink, burn like kerosene Ain't Diwali but I face the djinn, like a Philistine Going goldie and I'm in control, build a sphinx Chew the bone, breaking louder tones, money over tings (Hook) Facing the dragons, you notice I'm headed to deserts They know ‘bout the pain (Yeah) Flight could be crashing, my quotas they drastic like perverts I'm making her rain (Yeah) Hit em' up, money on the line, no TINGS Fill it up, wanna do fine, gold things (Verse Two) Motivation from a haven, like I'm sh**ting gold Closure from a raven, with a sign, like I'm winning souls Bloody mazes form the gauges, and it's k**ing slow Over building caving, in your prime, bottom emerald Hella gracious, life is waving, on your bitter bones Colours Billy Craven, finna rhyme, crawling to the gold I amazes, cause I'm raking, with infinite songs Prada really shaken, hear my line, need Versace clothes Finna somersault, jumping to the pinnacle And it pro'ly costs life, why I'm lyrical Driving in the course, humming to the radicals Going gully all night, so cynical Going noisy like I'm Otis, lovely song for lotus Watch the Throne Busy chopping samples, while you n******gs bogus Feeling drowsy as I focus, but you'd never notice Write alone Making sure it's ample, and you never show us (Hook) (2) Facing the dragons, you notice I'm headed to deserts They know ‘bout the pain (Yeah) Flight could be crashing, my quotas they drastic like perverts I'm making her rain (Yeah) Hit em' up, money on the line, no TINGS Fill it up, wanna do fine, gold things