God Body Bingo – My Word
Genre Rap

LYRIC
My Word

Feat. Karter

ChorusKARTER

Pop out, rose my stock got flows
Got grip, I talk my shit, that’s my word on it
If you question what I’m ‘bout, that’s my word on it
Speaking blessings to the south ‘til we out
Pop out, rose my stock got flows
Got grip, I talk my shit, that’s my word on it
If you question what I’m ‘bout, that’s my word on it
Speaking blessings to the south ‘til we out [Ay, ay]

Verse 1KARTER

Okay we good, we in the nawf
I been ashing good and getting lost, and find myself as now a boss [Okay, kay
And they never made good up on the costs
I was never made good up in your thoughts, but still it’s time for me to floss [Skate, skate
Double dutch, don’t go for the pub, don’t fuck with us
Watch the masses and funds gon’ double up
Come fuck with the pack, look up at the stats, this shit is a wrap, frivolous
I’m switching my bag, gon’ mix it up
I can’t live in the past so pick it up
My savior to thank, I’m running the paint, and busting the bank
‘Bout a hundred to covеr the tank, to double the rank, ain’t running a prank
Hard at work as thе government take, the coverage rate, we running in place
I don’t gloat, I don’t choke, I don’t flop
Got this chippy from the block, right by Eiland, across the railroads, where I pop

ChorusKARTER

Pop out, rose my stock got flows
Got grip, I talk my shit, that’s my word on it
If you question what I’m ‘bout, that’s my word on it
Speaking blessings to the south ‘til we out
Pop out, rose my stock got flows
Got grip, I talk my shit, that’s my word on it
If you question what I’m ‘bout, that’s my word on it
Speaking blessings to the south ‘til we out [Ay, ay]

Verse 2God Body Bingo

Don’t take my name in vein
Don’t take the kid for granted, ‘cause damn it, I don’t got no claim to fame
Just balls and my word, so fuck what you heard, ‘cause I’m gon’ remain the same
That’s simple and plain as Jane
I came up on Tony Montana and Brad Jordan, I can take it there if you ask for it
I’ma bring it back if I go and get it, so you know I’m with it
Matter fact I couldn’t go without it
From the side where they so about it
Niggas do not come correct or direct it’s whatever
‘Cause they just be bumping, I’m bringing that pressure
Bingo been mixing up business and pleasure, ‘cause my bitch a boss so I bring her wherever
Word to OQ, he relate ‘cause we one in the same, and we down for the dream, it’s forever
They overlooked me and treated me lesser
Now they front row in the class for the lecture
I had to stop, regroup and reflect
Now I’m back active, it’s on to the next
Switched up the name, but trust this compass still hang on my neck
So what you expect? It’s me in the flesh

ChorusKARTER

Pop out, rose my stock got flows
Got grip, I talk my shit, that’s my word on it
If you question what I’m ‘bout, that’s my word on it
Speaking blessings to the south ‘til we out
Pop out, rose my stock got flows
Got grip, I talk my shit, that’s my word on it
If you question what I’m ‘bout, that’s my word on it
Speaking blessings to the south ‘til we out

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