Schoolboy Q - THank god 4 me Lyrics

What's going on?
Ay, ay
What's going on? Ay
Ay, what's going on
Ay, ay (uh-huh)

I swear to God my whole thang been wicked
Tried to keep the peace but all I piece around is bitches (uh-huh)
I see the topic now 'bout everything you snitching
If it's allegations, you snitching then I promise, nigga, you (suu, suu)
(Uh-huh)

Thank God for me, all my bitches gon' lie for me
Thank God for me, lil' G-Wag' and the Tesla cheap
Thank God for me, all my niggas gon' slide for me
All my niggas gon', shh, for me

Nigga, go to Hell, you went fed' (ayy)
The white bitch do what I said (ayy)
You rap niggas stay on your period (suu)
The truth been coming out furious (ayy)
My neck piece looking like Paris
The Maybach, me and her married
I look down, nigga, that's scary (ayy)
The rat tails need to get buried
You hanging on to it, now barely
Move on, nigga, that's clarity
Come home, nigga, that's scandalous
Caught red-handed on candid
Bitch-ass nigga, you fancy
IG looking like Bambi
Real life, nigga, no Grammys
Big watch, nigga, it's glossy
Quick flex, gotta get off me
Get back, nigga, you awful
Shoe shine, nigga, keep dancing
Catalog really extensive
Big fees, one of my features (ayy)
No cheese, one of my secrets
Blue lips, really I'm speechless
What's going on? (Huh)
Shit gettin' tricky out here
my nigga, what's going on? (Suu)

He tellin', he tellin', he tellin', he tellin', who tellin?
what goin' on? ('86)
Man, it was supposed to be a secret but

On God, you niggas lame
On God, you niggas shady
On God, you niggas AIDS
I'ma f*ck who I want, on God
With a ho right now, on God (on God)
I'ma f*ck her in the face, on God
The American dream, hoorah
These police ass niggas going live
He live? We slide (oh my)
we slide (ayy)
F*ck her in the face, hoorah
I done ran from the porch, just vibes (vibes)
Hell, a real ass nigga won't die (die)
Shit, a legend like me can't die (die)
I'm alive, who lie?
I've been popping this shit since nine
Few times, more times
If I go out right now, I'm fine
If I die right now, I'm fine
Where the mirror at, ho? I'm fine
Got a bucket at home, still mine
Got the same lil' 'Rari that climbs
I shine, big time
Boy, you gotta catch up, you blind
Got a girl, dark skin, she fine
Okay, rewind (that's mine)
Got a new lil' thang that grind
Got a best friend with her, that's mine
Uh-huh, keep trying
If you couldn't do the work, why sign?
Want the money or you wanna inspire?
'Cause the same old crowd getting tired
You liar, you fired (suu)
The bullshit we on, the chain on neon
The frostbite on my wrist you cling on
The dead weight on my back just get on
I tongue kiss syrup in the white hold the Leon
I put gold seats in the house just to pee on
I used to be on Percs, Xanax, it was kudos
The money got too big, cash on sumo (uh-huh)

Thank God for me, all my bitches gon' lie for me
Thank God for me, lil' G-Wag' and the Tesla cheap
Thank God for me, all my niggas gon' slide for me
All my niggas gon', shh, for me (ayy)