almighty.Cns - Instagram shooters Lyrics

Ay, haha, bitch, haha ay, ay, I'm feelin' high tech in this bitch, ay
You really insecure and its showin', stop projecting
Your chain start to change colors when you start sweatin
You really insecure and its showin', stop projecting
Your chain start to change colors when you start sweatin
Man, you niggas Usher Raymond on the stand with them confessions
I made you a canvas since you niggas steady testing
Got that shit up on me, bitch, like the toilet paper ripped
Tell a bitch to roll like a over-eatin bitch
I love LA, we gotta learn to coexist
Cause I love a couple bloods and I love a couple crips
I'm the hottest out the stars my dad Jude, he birthed a cancer
We can box like baking soda, I will always bring the hammer
If a nigga wanna test, I'm A.I., I brought the answer
My niggas jumpin' out the back like a f*ckin' clown dancer
I got too many hoes, you can say I work for Santa
I serve a nigga up like where's the apron and the platter
Shout all my f*ckin' homies, I love my big bro scatter
Almighty made it all, I only did it cause I'm matter
The only nigga in L.A. without a corny Buddha chain
Bitches like Almighty cute, you think he let me do his braids
It's a checking or savings, how all these bitches chase
I think I'm Neil Armstrong, how a nigga need some space
I be preachin' black power, I don't wanna be violent
But it's like black people only listen when I'm violent
Melanin is royalty, f*ck them haters' lying
I got word from my daddy that my granny was a Mayan
And I don't want no bitches cause I swear that they all fake
I'm just focused on my cheese so they know that I'm grate
I put my hands up like I'm Remble and dance like I'm Salt Bae
So don't worry, I'm a good hand, I workin' at Allstate
And I don't want no f*ckin' girl cause I swear that they all fake
I'm just focused on my cheese so they know that I'm great
Put my hands up like I'm Remble and dance like I'm Salt Bae
So don't worry, I'm in good hands, I work at Allstate
Hold on, wait, lil' nigga, I'm about to gas up
Nip up in my ear like, bro, you bout to gas, cuz
Champ up in my ear like, bro, you bout to gas, blood
Way before corona virus nigga we was masked up
F*ck all my exes, they can't get nothin' from me
I ain't worried bout no love cause plenty bitches want me
And f*ck these new niggas, I crack a shell like Humpty Dumpty
Cause when you rap, that shit is quiet like a joke that's not funny
Bitches love the kid cause Almighty steady gassing
When I rap, you grab your chest like a f*ckin' asthmatic
If a nigga want a trip to his hotel, is a casket
I only wanna save the kids, it's the truth while I'm rappin
Instagram shooters wanna send a fake addy
Bitch, I'm from Crenshaw, I'm not a nigga from the valley
If we gon' talk facts, bring a Snapple or a taffy
I been poppin' like my mama, but be trippin' like my daddy