Sunmags - Oh God (Interlude) Lyrics

Sunmags the first the one and only
Coming at you live from the 'ville in Gwinnett County you know
Shout out my Fayettenam brothers my Atlantastan brothers
Ouu ouu yah, uh

Bitch I get this bag filled up like I'm on a shopping spree
Broke boy selling gas his ass talking 'bout come shop with me
Boy you need to learn about the work cuz nothing come for free
I just seen your so called bitch on my dick please don't come for me

I'm just living brash most of y'all bitches um comfort me
I look in the past what do you know this what I want to be
Throw back for this cash V-Live status on her ovaries
Blow my dick then dash after that night she ain't knowing me

I look at the consequences f*ck this shit don't get suspended
Flush this pack right down you get it hush right on her mouth embedded
Helen Keller, Ray Charles conditions when the opps come in it
No you ain't a player hoe cuz the coach put you on the bench
You can't get closer to my level, f*ck it up right now

Aye, I just don't understand what you hoes on
She wanted my money bitch put your clothes on, please do
Man I swear it's only one thing that these hoes want, and what is that
Yeah this hoe response unknowing she like go on, stupid bitch

Oh mon, uh yeah
Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, uh
Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, aye
Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, uh uh
Oh God, Oh God, Oh my God yeah, Oh God

Uh yeah, uh
My jeans they got paint
These ain't True Religion
My mistress a saint
She don't do religion
Water up my fame
So I can start the pissing
White man in the game
Most of y'all wont listen

My jeans they got paint
These ain't True Religion
My mistress a saint
She don't do religion
Water up my fame
So I can start the pissing
White man in the game
Most of y'all wont listen

Y'all won't listen
This a interlude
This a intermission
Uh, yeah yeah yeah