God Wanted Us to Be Lit

God wanted us to be lit
God wanted us to be lit
All the hate cant stop this
God wanted us to be lit
God wanted us to be lit
God wanted us to be lit
Do your dance girl you know you bad
Its your birthday girl you know you bad
God wanted us to be lit
God wanted us to be lit
****God back off in the city
Still keep a stick in case it get sticky
Ahhhh
Girl you gon make me blow a bag
When I kill that thing I aint gon wear a mask
A boss need a boss lady
If her ***** good you know that girl crazy
Keep the fame I just want the change
You see they call me Balmain Jermaine
My hustle nonstop I got a super bag
You mad get a cape now be super mad
They hating but we lit
We still lit
Young rich ***** keep a rich *****
All the hate cant stop this
God wanted us to be lit
God wanted us to be lit
God wanted us to be lit
Do your dance girl you know you bad
Its your birthday girl you know you bad
God wanted us to be lit
God wanted us to be lit
Shawty I heard you a badass
Come and hit this **** and the gas mask
My loud pack with the neighbors
**** team I been with the Taylors
Shawty God wanted you to be thick
Ask how she get the ass she goin plead the fifth
I know a freak when I see a freak
I beat the thing twice finna three-peat
I be trappin in designer
Nothing but dimes in my lineup
Nothing but stuff in my black car
And we goin launch a missile if they act up
All the hate cant stop this
God wanted us to be lit
God wanted us to be lit
God wanted us to be lit
Do your dance girl you know you bad
Its your birthday girl you know you bad
God wanted us to be lit
God wanted us to be lit