Dear God lyrics

[Intro]
Ron-Ron load it up, Ron-Ron load it up
All that motherf*ckin' lyin' sh*t, ayy
b*tch, I'm Rob Vicious
Gang gang
Gang, gang gang
Gang, gang, gang gang
Ron-Ron do that sh*t

[Chorus]
Dear God (Dear God)
What's up with all these f*ck n*ggas? (f*ck n*ggas)
This the reason I don't trust n*ggas (Nah, ayy)
'Cause we in the world full of f*ck n*ggas
(That's why I don't f*ck with), f*ck n*ggas
Dear God (Dear God)
What's up with all these freak b*tches? (These freak b*tches)
I don't trust these sneak b*tches (These sneak b*tches, gang)
Pretty ho, come eat di*k (Come eat di*k, ayy, gang)

[Verse 1]
Hop out with that 50 cal, they gon' scream Ricky (Ricky)
Little b*tches, I'm hella wavy, you seasicky (You seasicky)
In the trap house servin' Bobby, n*gga don't need Whitney (Nah)
Hit the cocaine with a spear, n*gga don't need Brittany (b*tch)
My mama told me don't f*ck around with no f*ck n*ggas (No f*ck n*ggas)
So I chose don't trust n*ggas, 'cause I f*ck around, might bust n*ggas (I bust n*ggas)
I ain't touchin' no sneak b*tch on no freak sh*t 'cause she need di*k (She need di*k)
Hell nah, I don't sneak diss, I just pull up with that heat stick (Rrah)