church - imsg lyrics
[intro]
(there are just two more days until we say goodbye to 2014)
[verse]
she tryna talk, but i’m not tryna talk ’cause the b*tch so d*mn insane
can’t even remember, i smoke too much
hit four g’s straight to the motherf*cking face
and just like juice wrld, i’m finna tell it straight, all these b*tches the same
they finna say that they love you and cuff you
but they already f*cked everyone in they lane
i already know how it feel, bro, you fall for a hoe
and then you finna feel all that pain
pouring up sprite in thе cup, then i get my lil’ seal
and i’m finna makе that b*tch rain
maybe a blunt with straight indica ’cause you already know
that’s my favorite little strain
i don’t really care about a b*tch ’cause the b*tches don’t even develop
not in they brain, they already talk about p*ssy
so i don’t really know why they selling everything, on gang
i already know that my opps h*lla mad
’cause we caught his little homie and his homie was gay
no wonder his ass tryna come d*ck suck
i already know his ass gon’ get sprayed
his ass a loser, he calling me p*ssy in front of the b*tches
’cause he tryna get laid, i let him down with a pipe and a gun
she tryna f*ck and i’m fighting with c*nt
she tryna f*ck ’cause she know i got funds
but i got b*tches, i already got tons, so
(dj)
(there are just two more days until we say goodbye to 2014)
(and welcome in the new year)
[verse 2]
they didn’t think imsg could do this, i know he mad as a b*tch
he unequipped, you must feel like a motherf*cking doofus
way you doubted me, way that i proved it
now you look dumb and real f*cking stupid
he tryna look around, but he so clueless
and that b*tch tryna act like cupid, tryna say that we meant to be
told little b*tch, yeah, you could stop that, don’t really want no b*tch referee
i was getting bands on me for the free like she tryna talk, but a hoe not me
ayy, f*ck your job and f*ck your teacher
f*ck your church and f*ck your preacher
too much bands on, too much meters, too much bad hoes and they eaters
th* th* they keep talking, and talking and talking, but i just want s*x
i got th* i got the bags in my hands when i’m walking, can’t answer no texts
w* w* what you wanna talk about? i’m so direct, ha, i might flex
and i* and i’m not tryna go slow with no pecs, i’m tryna get some neck
(dj)
[outro]
bih* bih* bih* bih*
bih*
(mlg radio)
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