Petro - God Body lyrics

[Intro] Please don't get me wrong I do bad all on my own Sometimes I don't trust myself Got no heart my conscious gone Yeah So don't get finessed Don't get finessed my n***a Don't get finessed Don't get finessed my n***a Don't get finessed Don't get finessed my n***a Don't get finessed [Verse 1] Flexing, I keep on flexing I'm just finessing Dope sh** I'm on my glo sh** I need a blessing She wants me I'm out the country Her flight domestic She cuffing, she want a husband Don't get arrested I'm wavy Super wavy My life in HD Lately, I been in stunt mode I know they hate me Chase me, this money chase me It won't escape me Head shots, I'm talking red dots Click off the safety Woah Mi' less oh Mi' less Zedis Lapedis my chick from Zenon Please let me turn my 3D on You TD that's Deion b**h my whole life is in Neon Eons away from you pee-on's Hoe that's infinite beyond That money s**y to me right now Come and f** me right now Ooh my bank teller turn me on Plus I don't move like these n***as I don't have trouble getting plays or views like these n***as b**h I be working from sun up to sun up to sun up No excuse to use on these n***as Imma stack a rack A ten, a milli after that And start acting brand new on these n***as I might put Yung Shoes on these n***as We might team up and run the two on two's on these n***as b**h who are these n***as They not me Polo socks and my drawers Versace n***a n***a, I don't f** with n***as Nazi Well well Look how f**ed up you got me El chapo, papi Let me set the scene so you know what's good with me 58 58, 12 12 skinnies And I protect my son with the semi Like King Jaffe b**h, do you even got a plan You always at the club b**h, do you even got a man I just keep it solid from the jump b**h, do you even understand I just mix the molly with the xan Karate chop dope, Jackie Chan Whipping up a brick, Ricky Tan Hoody down, hopping out the van b**h I'm feeling just like Diddy Imma show you how to make a band Woah woah woah woah Don't run up No no no no I got some n***as that drill For the low low low low They'll let it blow woah woah woah If I say go go go go I need like two bands a show Tell that promoter to run me my dough woah woah woah Pronto fasho Imma be wavy for life And that's word to my bro woah woah woah [Rant]