God’s Schedule Lyrics – Comethazine
Singer: Comethazine
Title: God’s Schedule
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Send him to the lord, add that boy to God’s schedule
Pulled up-
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I just f#cked your ho, got some face in my bathrobe
No Flex Zone, I don’t brag so why they mad for?
So high off that Ganja, got a n#gg# feelin’ astral
He say he want smoke, boy be careful what you ask for
Grab my M14 and rip that n#gg# a new #ssh#l#
Way before the virus, I would pop out with my mask on
Feel like Soulja Boy, hop out the bed and turn my swag on
I don’t got no waves, but got a Gucci du-rag on
Momma had seven kids, but I’m the one she brag on
Never bought my b#tch a purse, but got a Birkin Bag on (Damn, son)
G-Stars hold my XD, so you know my pants gon’ sag on
The next n#gg# to test me, get a big black plastic bag on-
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Send him to the lord, add that boy to God’s schеdule
Send him to the lord, add that boy to God’s schеdule
Send him to the lord, add that boy to God’s schedule
Send him to the lord, add that boy to God-god-god-god-god-god-god
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