RELIGION

I'm a goddess

I don’t play fair

Give me all your loving

Get me high

Just gotta say where

Fingers in your hair

I hear your voice

My favorite nightmare

Scrolling thru your pictures

Gotta see you

Gotta sit up in your lap

And watch you roll

Like why you gotta add tobacco?

Why you gotta be so fucking perfect

Where your flaws go?

Hate i gotta leave

I take a piece of you to keep

Cuz you the only one i need

I'm tweaking life is but a dream

Cuz where you come from?

You make me feel so easy

Not like sleazy, you respect me

Talkin easy like relax me

You don't judge me you don’t tax me

You just keep me close and happy

Keep it classy you protect me

Show me off, you don't reject me

Platonic but its deeper

Its iconic, you a keeper

No more runnin from the reaper

Cuz of you i'll live forever

No more dancing with the devil

No more rules so no more rebel

Elevated bitch its levels

We lifted, stairway to heaven, bitch

Hook: TTBBY

Fuck with me i fuck with you

Come for me i come for you

Love me bitch i love you too

Shoot for me, i buss for you

Fuck me, then its fuck you then we right back cool

Pull up then i pull off

Im gettin right back to it

I'm out my mind behind my bitch

I'll shoot some shit

Look

Out my mind behind my bitch

Bruh don't die behind my bitch

I'm out my mind behind my bitch

I'm so for real

Out my mind gon blow for this

Pull up wipe your nose for this

(don christian interlude)

You a god, you don’t play fair

I’m that bitch, you that nigga

I'm the bullet, you the trigger

Got em shakin in they sneakers

When we pop out

Pressed and in distress

We look like royalty

Never question your loyalty

Other niggas exploited me

They in the grave

I’m on the center stage

Spotlight all on me

He bought me bigger shades

Graduated to a bigger wage

Now we don't never sleep

Rollin in these luxury fabrics

Our shit ain't never cheap

Ain't no way around it

This our destiny

What i see in you

Really be bringing out the best in me

Ride out with no roof

His bitch the truth and she ain’t scared to shoot

Solid, bank deposits

We ain't movin less the money do

Hoe we universal, no rehearsal

Bitch this really us

You can not get in

You got opinions

We don't give a fuck

Yea

No more rules, so no more rebel

No more dancing with the devil

Elevated bitch it's levels

Stairway to heaven, bitch

(don christian outro)