Lord Godly - Yikes (Prod.KrooksNkops) lyrics

[Intro: Lord Godly] We recording? Like How I'm supposed to know? You gone like wave yo' hand or something? No not like that The other- Man f** it Look yall ain't gone be able to play this once cuz' This is a certified banger Alright [Verse 1: Lord Godly] They get happy when they hear my name (They get happy, they get happy) Lord Godly I don't play no games (I don't) Like the Big Sean album I got a f**in' good outcome This a dark sky paradise Can you stand the rain? If you can't then you can take a seat Call in LeBron We in CLE And we couldn't take the heat We make ourselves better Got that bipolar weather Don't pray for us n***a Pray for the weak Bring the beat I go in this b**h like everything's free Lookin hella fresh Yes Everything's clean I'm a rude a** n***a Yes Everything's mean Big movie screen Yes b**h Everythings seen This a very big teen In need of very big rings Weird n***a Rob And I got some hella wig genes I been slept on And I got some very big dreams And I'm ready for whatever I mean whatever it brings Two shots for his tube socks New cop On that new drop She in my favorite outfit She in that nude top My whip gotta be crazy The way it lose top Sloppy toppy in the back Yeah she give that loose top I get around dumb b**h But I ain't 2Pac I ain't halfway done And yo whole crew dropped Lord Godly ain't sh**? Motherf**er who's not? I don't let these n***as disrespect my f**in lifestyle Screaming they the best These DJ Khaled's need to pipe down Another one Pipe it up Yep that's the right sound Started at the top from the things that I write down Gimme my respect Don't thank me later Thank me right now Don't give it? Coo Won't see as vivid When I knock those lights out I set these n***as straight like they grew up in a nice town You say you got them bands Well its time to pay the price now I take a n***a b**h in a matter of seconds Big a** or titties It don't matter No preference I can teach these n***as and it don't matter the lessons They try to beat me anyway And it don't matter the weapon You took a b**h from me I got more You just bad a finessing My shots too loud Sorry See I'm just bad at suppressing Bad vibes round' yall Yall just sad and depressing You tried to show off for your girl but you just bad at impressing I let these n***as Know who it is Lord Godly in this b**h It's bout' to go in this b**h She came over to my house with 34 of her friends If you don't know me Then you know I got it in Honestly it's sad how you n***as get played Controller a** n***as like you in the 5th grade Yall switched up on a n***a I should call yall switchblades And I don't get mad I just get paid Pulled up in a phantom Pulled off in a range I don't need yall two cents Cuz' it'll always just change Lane switching on me End up in a ditch Grave (Deep voice: Then k** everyone who contain the same last name) I can't find the competition I've been searching for Instead of partying and smoking blunts I just been working more Gotta keep my mind in the same place for the person I've been working for It sound like they ain't quiet yet it sound like they conversing more This n***a better Then all of you n***as so you know you better Understand that I don't let up Keep my foot on yall neck so that you'll never get up Stay dressed in disguises like yall in a get up And yall put that sh** on everytime that we met up But I ball on these n***as world peace like Metta I can't see these n***as under me I always got my head up [Verse 2: Lord Godly] On to some new thangs Boy I spit that new flame Keep track of who you hang with Cuz they do change Pulled up in a new Range And I got a few dames Mindset changed Like I got a new brain Fake fans try to dap me up Watch out lil b**h 2Chainz Man this sh** is too strange Fly like cool planes (It ain't bout' who I've known longer cuz you two faced Its about who stays loyal and who's going to stay) Since I know you gonna flop out of the block spot like Tetris So Ima leave it alone Fall back and let this Do what it do I saw it Guessed it Get yo' a** checked Checked off of my checklist I don't need the negativity you bring to my vibe Stay yo a** where you at if you needing a ride Keep yo a** far like, you can't see the garage All of this stressing me out Ima need a minaj Got you f**ing hopes up like you seen a surprise I already know what you abt, why you feeling to lie? Wasn't there to see me crawl Don't be here when I fly Was a small lil n***a You won't believe in the size Already know what I deserve That's I'm seizing the prize I been eating rappers all day with some seasonal fries Yall n***as can't interrupt my peaceful a** nights And irrelevant a** rappers get eaten alive [Verse 3: Lord Godly] Oh sh** You n***as don't know sh** Stay drunk off that potion And yall floating on oceans I don't buy I grow sh** I'm a hawk And yall crows b**h Paper chasing in motion And yall stay on that old sh** well Don't bring that bullsh** to me cuz I don't tolerate it Take yo career little n***a and then I cloberate it I remember being told (Robert you will never make it) Now I hear everywhere is (Oh my god Robert made it?) Hell yeah b**h And there ain't a n***a out who'll take it Now I'm moving out I'm famous Know what I'm about or face it They do not amount, embrace it Punch em in the mouth and break it Now a n***a out and chasing Never getting aggravated It's good vibes from here on out Hope yo speakers loud enough to hear my mouth I don't detour off greatness I stay on route And stay getting hype when yall hear me shout (Yikes) [Outro: Lord Godly] Yeah shouts out my n***a Jordan Ali bruh, n***a the mixing god bruh, bruh yall heard that muthaf**in panning and sh** bruh,goddamn bruh bruh bruh bruh n***a yikes bruh