1 Corinthians 1:18 “For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish foolishness; but unto us which are saved it is the power of God.”If you declare with your mouth, “Jesus is Lord,” and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you profess your faith and are saved. Amen🙏 11
Uh, yeah (Woo) Uh, mhm Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh Yeah, Teslas and Rovers If I had the Tesla, it'd be a Roadster (skrrt) I'm on Mars, I'm on a rover She said she wanna fuck me, come on over No, no, no, don't call my phone up Half of y'all broke as hell, got me sick, huh, yeah, Corona Yeah, I like my bitches rich, I like 'em older (yeah) Yeah, I see y'all smoking rocks, y'all smoking boulders (uh-huh) Yeah, we going up to the top so they wanna copy Yeah, chain made of ice cream I scoop, scoop, mhm We turn them boys into soup, soup, mhm We'll never tell you the truth, mhm Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe (a coupe, mhm) Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe (that coupe, mhm) Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe (it's true, mhm) Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe (it's true, mhm) Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe (it's true, mhm) Yeah, yeah (ooh, ha) Yeah, yeah (ooh, ha) I fell in love with the yerkie, no, y'all not fly, y'all a turkey I watched y'all copy how I sound, bitch, y'all some parakeets I just want diamonds to be sitting in a pair of teeth I said quiet down with that chit-chat, I don't wanna hear you speak break that bag down like a KitKat, yeah, and I sell it for weeks (Yeah, I) put paint on that lil' bitch's face, just like the Margiela feets (Yeah, I) took an X, I'm outer space, bitch, I been on it for weeks (I can't) go copy nobody wave, bitch, I cannot be replaced (Yeah, I) put pointers all up in the watch, got big stones sitting in the face talk to the pussy-ass cops, talk to the pussy-ass jakes (I can't) yeah, chopping it up, yeah it's the Cayenne You broke as hell, don't really got money, gon' copy the climate I bought me Arc'teryx so I feel like mountain climber when she climb in Yeah, pour up the Wock', I might sip on the snot, sipping on slimy Yeah, my brother he really been scamming a lot, Swiper, no swiping I been getting high as hell I'm still rich but I been shipping kale I take this X so much, my body pale Yeah, Teslas and Rovers If I had the Tesla, it'd be a Roadster (skrrt) I'm on Mars, I'm on a rover She said she wanna fuck me, come on over No, no, no, don't call my phone up Half of y'all broke as hell, got me sick, huh, yeah, Corona Yeah, I like my bitches rich, I like 'em older (yeah) Yeah, I see y'all smoking rocks, y'all smoking boulders (uh-huh) Yeah, we going up to the top so they wanna copy Yeah, chain made of ice cream I scoop, scoop, mhm We turn them boys into soup, soup, mhm We'll never tell you the truth, mhm Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe (a coupe, mhm) Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe (that coupe, mhm) Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe (it's true, mhm) Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe (it's true, mhm) Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe (it's true, mhm) Yeah, yeah (ooh, ha) Yeah, yeah (ooh, ha)
lyrics: It's the kid again, ran to the g we some businessman And we strapping it g like the Indian in the taliban Can you come help me tally bands Like okay I'm still the same No way she gone slide you cannot come this way Price in the world, and I'm not afraid They can scream, they can squirm, still gone get my way That shit the same They know that they cannot fuck with the idle Last nigga that tried that shit in the sky When I get distorted, I don't even cry Shit gets crazy so don't even see the nine We the biggest, when I walk in this bitch Make them stand' to attention When I'm talking, everybody gone listen We don't do no talking you get hit with smithing They on my yeah, these niggas tripping Fuck for the night in the morning I'm dipping I saw the price way before that I knew it was right So to be honest I wasn't tripping like okay Swerving this bitch through the lanes Like a nigga had road rage Don't make no sense how a young nigga Got so damn rich, when you see it don't say a damn thing I cannot give, cause a nigga don't ask Feel a certain way, so she don't get attached The way that I beat it, I might break her back I don't give a fuck I'm putting delta pass In my prime, I couldn't change Even if they was putting five plus a dime In my prime, feeling like Optimus Who the fuck stopping this four, five In my prime, I don't try to run If it's raging it's lit like it was in L A In my prime, in my prime, in my prime, gang Yeah, and I step in this bitch And I'm rocking designer my fit You don't know me you can't tell me shit Her ass fat you know I pay for it And I might just pour up a four hoe You can't tell me no shit And I run out of the hoe And I want to just get to the bands She so fine, take off your pants Don't waste no time, put you in a trance Big four five, in my hand I run you down, if you talk down I walk up don't make a sound Yeah late night, I'm at the party Late night, feeling like carti Don't give a fuck What you say and I walk in this bitch I go cray
lyrics: It's the kid again, ran to the g we some businessman And we strapping it g like the Indian in the taliban Can you come help me tally bands Like okay I'm still the same No way she gone slide you cannot come this way Price in the world, and I'm not afraid They can scream, they can squirm, still gone get my way That shit the same They know that they cannot fuck with the idle Last nigga that tried that shit in the sky When I get distorted, I don't even cry Shit gets crazy so don't even see the nine We the biggest, when I walk in this bitch Make them stand' to attention When I'm talking, everybody gone listen We don't do no talking you get hit with smithing They on my yeah, these niggas tripping Fuck for the night in the morning I'm dipping I saw the price way before that I knew it was right So to be honest I wasn't tripping like okay Swerving this bitch through the lanes Like a nigga had road rage Don't make no sense how a young nigga Got so damn rich, when you see it don't say a damn thing I cannot give, cause a nigga don't ask Feel a certain way, so she don't get attached The way that I beat it, I might break her back I don't give a fuck I'm putting delta pass In my prime, I couldn't change Even if they was putting five plus a dime In my prime, feeling like Optimus Who the fuck stopping this four, five In my prime, I don't try to run If it's raging it's lit like it was in L A In my prime, in my prime, in my prime, gang Yeah, and I step in this bitch And I'm rocking designer my fit You don't know me you can't tell me shit Her ass fat you know I pay for it And I might just pour up a four hoe You can't tell me no shit And I run out of the hoe And I want to just get to the bands She so fine, take off your pants Don't waste no time, put you in a trance Big four five, in my hand I run you down, if you talk down I walk up don't make a sound Yeah late night, I'm at the party Late night, feeling like carti Don't give a fuck What you say and I walk in this bitch I go cray
