Neon.Abom - Godzillllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll Lyrics

Godzillllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll Lyrics

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    Godzillllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

    [Intro: Fetty Wap]
    RGF productions
    Remy Boyz, yah-ah
    1738, ayy

    [Refrain: Fetty Wap]
    I'm like "Hey, what's up? Hello" (Ayy)
    Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door
    I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
    Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
    Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
    She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
    We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go
    We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos

    [Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
    What it is? It's that nigga T, skin look colored in (Woo)
    Ridin' in double-double R, that's that Cullinan (Yeah)
    Pullin' in that four hundred grand, I just ordered this (Yeah)
    Switzerland, Lake Geneva where I spend my summer in (TruŠµ story)
    GOLF le FLEUR*, that's Gianno shoe, what I'm runnin' in
    Earlobe look likŠµ headlights on a minivan (Gangsta Grillz)
    I'm so motherfuckin' dead-ass, I need some Timberlands (Woo)
    I battle any man, Uzi Vert, don't think they understand (Yeah, yeah)

    [Pre-Chorus: BlocBoy JB & Lil Juice]
    Coupe got the missing roof, your boo came up missing too
    Poof, I just stole your boo, now ooh, she gon' eat the crew
    Bread up in the gang, you would think that Bagg was comin' through
    Smile in my face but like a plastic bag I see through you
    Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
    Yeah, you fucked 'em up with this one Tay Keith
    Hah, hah, hah
    You got BlocBoy JB, Tay Keith produced it
    Word, word, word, word, word
    That cash talk, money long
    Shows getting booked
    Chopper fired at a motherfucker's dome
    Hoes getting took
    And if he playin', man, he still won't make it home
    Whole lot of Bloc Nation block niggas in your ass
    Ayy what you on cuz?

    [Chorus]
    Riding in the motherfucking Rover (skrrt, skrrt)
    Nigga talkin' down, I don't know ya (huh?)
    Made a hundred plays in the Focus (skrrt)
    Gotta maintain, stay focused (that's on my mama)
    Riding in the motherfucking Rover (word)
    Nigga talkin' down, I don't know ya (I don't know ya)
    Made a hundred plays in the Focus (skrrt)
    Gotta maintain, stay focu-

    [Verse 2: Quavo]
    You get the bag and fumble it
    I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (Yeah)
    Straight out the lot, three hundred cash (Cash)
    And the car came with a blunt in it (Yeah)
    Lil' mama a thot, and she got ass (Thot)
    And she gon' fuck up a bag (Yeah)
    Pull up to the spot, livin' too fast (Yeah)
    Droppin' the dope in the stash (Yeah)
    In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (Ooh, brr, ayy)
    Drop the top when it's cold (Drop-top)
    But you feel the heat (Skrrt, yeah, ayy)
    Be real with me
    Keep it 100, just be real with me (Ayy)
    Eat it up like it's a feast (Woah, eat it up)
    They say the dope on fleek (Yep)

    [Pre-Chorus 2: Takeoff & BlocBoy JB]
    Percocet pill on me (Percocet)
    Ice on my neck, baby, chill with me (Ice)
    Them niggas that post in the back don't say nothin'
    Them niggas will kill for me
    Headshot a nigga ass to see what his mind do
    Catch him at a red light or a fuckin' drive-thru (that's on my mama)
    Nigga playin' with the crew like we ain't gon' shoot (woo woo)
    Ooh-woo, now them grapes come through (ooh-woo)
    First 48 and yellow tape keep you from comin' through
    I ain't been asleep in 'bout five days (five days)
    My niggas crackin' card, they made five plays (five plays)
    When I see you niggas man, you know it's die day (it's murder)
    And my niggas up with burners shootin' sideways (doon-doon-doon)
    I know where you stay, and I know where you be posted (you posted)
    Lil Jugg got the Drac', we do drive-bys in a Rover (a Rover)
    I just sold an eight to a white boy in the 'Dova (a white)
    But really he just played 'cause it was some baking soda (finesse)

    [Chorus]
    Riding in the motherfucking Rover (skrrt, skrrt)
    Nigga talkin' down, I don't know ya (huh?)
    Made a hundred plays in the Focus (skrrt)
    Gotta maintain, stay focused (that's on my mama)
    Riding in the motherfucking Rover (word)
    Nigga talkin' down, I don't know ya (I don't know ya)
    Made a hundred plays in the Focus (skrrt)
    Gotta maintain, stay focused

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