The RoastGod lyrics
by Dave Blunts
[Intro]
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Slide for me if a n*gga say he want beef, yeah
[Chorus]
And I know my n*ggas gon' slide for me if a n*gga say that he want beef
And I think your b*tch is elderly, 'cause she's suck my di*k with no teeth
And I hit your b*tch from the back, she stink up the room 'cause I'm making her queef
And my ex-b*tch said I'm a dog, so I had to— I had to get off the leash
All of the opps is dummies, all of them n*ggas is bummy
He tried to slide on me, so I made his family make a GoFundMe
They know I dropped out of school, and ran that sh*t up, and now I got money
I'm 'bout to double my cup, I'm sipping codeine, you know that it's muddy
[Post-Chorus]
f*ck do you mean?
Honor roll, got a QC
n*ggas ain't f*cking with me
n*ggas want beef
I be outside with my heat
I left that boy in the street, yeah
[Verse 2]
I was broke as f*ck at my nine-to-five, making minimum wage
Now the same b*tch that used to swerve me let me bust on her face
And I keep popping these Perkies, tryna deal with the pain
And even though they hurt me, I won't throw them away
I got my pride like LGBT, but I'm far from gay
And I told the b*tch, if she need me, I'm one call away
[Chorus]
And I know my n*ggas gon' slide for me if a n*gga say that he want beef
And I think your b*tch is elderly, 'cause she's suck my di*k with no teeth
And I hit your b*tch from the back, she stink up the room 'cause I'm making her queef
And my ex-b*tch said I'm a dog, so I had to— I had to get off the leash
And I know my n*ggas gon' slide for me if a n*gga say that he want beef
And I think your b*tch is elderly, 'cause she's suck my di*k with no teeth
And I hit your b*tch from the back, she stink up the room 'cause I'm making her queef
And my ex-b*tch said I'm a dog, so I had to— I had to get off the leash
All of the opps is dummies, all of them n*ggas is bummy
He tried to slide on me, so I made his family make a GoFundMe
They know I dropped out of school, and ran that sh*t up, and now I got money
I'm 'bout to double my cup, I'm sipping codeine, you know that it's muddy
[Post-Chorus]
f*ck do you mean?
Honor roll, got a QC
n*ggas ain't f*cking with me
n*ggas want beef
I be outside with my heat
I left that boy in the street, yeah