​church filled on sunday lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
Uh, be at peace
ARP put his body in the sheets, uh
Hands greased, foreign hoes overseas
God, when I'm dead, he get blessed like a sneeze
I went MIA for a week (Saturday)
Came back got the hoes wet than the sea
And I'd love to see a bad b*tch on fleek
And I love my hoes dumb thick, like Greek eyebrows
Smoke loud, I can stand when I can't sit down
Off the pound, OG been a sl*t, it'll find a way around
If you can't get down, hit the side, don't drown

[Chorus]
I was in my line for a runway, church filled on Sunday
Backwood on a Monday
I can't stand broke hoes like a leg break
TedTalk to the walls on a subway
This my, "I don't really even give a f*ck" face
I could never give a dollar to a f*ck face
And the chop got a di*k, it'll f*ck face
Like a C, the whole gang gon' tuck Ks
Straight brain had your hoe hit the duck face
OVO, OVO, boy, we touch Drakes
Put a titty on the chop, boy, we clutch cake
It's a couple sumn M's that I must make
[Verse 2]
Smith & Wesson, we together like a bus mate
He don't fit in like a tray in a Dutch pape'
Did I mention? Thirteen reasons in the woods, smoking Clay Jensen
I might put a bad b*tch in detention, hit a lick masked up, like we fencing
A feature from me costs a pension
f*ck I gotta aim? pus*y boy, I got henchmen
It's a hit, man

[Pre-Chorus]
Look at the flick of the wrist, twin
Yo' hoe wanna come shoot a flick twin
You sent me that bow, but it’s pending
Until then, your location pinned, twin

[Chorus]
I was in Milan for a runway, church filled on Sunday
Backwood on a Monday
I can't stand broke hoes, like a leg break
TedTalk to the walls on a subway
This my, "I don't really even give a f*ck" face
I could never give a dollar to a f*ck face
And the chop got a di*k, it'll f*ck face
Like a C, the whole gang gon' tuck Ks
Church filled on Sunday
Backwood on a Monday
I can't stand broke hoes, like a leg break
TedTalk to the walls on a subway
This my, "I don't really even give a f*ck" face
I could never give a dollar to a f*ck face
And the chop got a di*k, it'll f*ck face
Like a C, the whole gang gon' tuck Ks
Church filled on Sunday
Backwood on a Monday
I can't stand broke hoes, like a leg break
TedTalk to the walls on a subway
[Verse 3]
Me, hit the cut like peroxide
Put a di*k on a .9, leave him c*ckeyed
Put a potato on the gun, now his top fried
Oh he chicken? Raisin' cane, time to pop eye
Oh, he chicken? Pot pie
I’m in Neiman Marcus with my c*ck out
Joined the race, heard news, then he dropped out
Momma thought I'd be a dropout
Don’t wanna die, better cop out