SIGMA GRINDSET! lyrics

[Intro: Queefius The Queef God & ShinkuKami]
Ooh
The Queef God up in this b*tch (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Trapper of the century, you know what the f*ck's going on motherf*cker (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Queefius The Queef God]
Got so much money, I just be flexing
I got your mom, and she be texting
She want to be friends, she lying, 'cause she sexting
She want me so bad, that she tried to molest me
I sh*t on you, like I'm on my diamond toilet I actually have, and I'm really not capping
Diamond toilet paper with me, I'm crapping
All I be doing with my life is trapping
You know I had to hop insidе the coupe
Brown leathеr insides, like I took a poop
It must've been all that muhf*ckin' soup
Car is so fast, that I could do a loop
f*ck the pedestrians up, in the street
Skrting this b*tch, while I'm beating my meat
Yes, the amount I have is not cap, and I'm totally not making tweets

[Chorus: Queefius The Queef God & ShinkuKami]
Got so much money that you cannot measure
I got your b*tch she a slave for my pleasures
Got so much money that you cannot measure
I got your b*tch she a slave for my pleasures
Got so much money that you cannot measure
I got your b*tch she a slave for my pleasures
Got so much money that you cannot measure
I got your b*tch she a slave for my pleasures (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: ShinkuKami & Queefius The Queef God]
Ayy, lil' n*gga I pop a lil' perc
And I pop a lil' lean, and I bop on this sh*t
Wait, I got lean on my shirt (wait)
Wait, I got lean on my shirt (wait, yeah)
Yeah lil' n*gga I pull up with pistols, and I'm in your block and Ima' let them pop
'Cause I don't give a f*ck, little n*gga you suck
Ima' pull up on you with a muhf*cking truck (what kind?)
Damn, a garbage truck (okay)
Yeah, and a dildo in your ass (huh?)
Yeah, all you n*ggas f*cking stupid
Pull up on you with the cash, yeah (too much money)
All of my n*ggas go crazy, popping lean, popping lean, popping Perky's (yeah we do that)
Yeah, I know leans a drink, but I still pop it n*gga (cool)