Gift from God Tlerngy Dons Funeral by Kevin Bling Lyrics
(Intro)
Who's this nigga saying that he God and shit, are you? Really nigga?
(Hook)
My right hand is a gift from God
Who's this lil nigga spitting crack saying he the don X2
(Verse)
This rap game deep inside of me
Tlerngy don that lil nigga can't reply to me
Pop your brains nigga I got all your fans rewinding me
Playing hide and seek I told your asses that this nigga is weak
You can't pronunciate how dare you call yourself a G
You can't hide from me I'm your memory you stuck with me
Hiding from your screen giving all your luck to me
I'm not hatin nigga I'm just telling you don't fuck with me
Dear lord is he a coward
Can't he realize that kevin bling got power
Bling burn this niggas body like a flower
Your whole tower burned into ashes in an hour
I heard that track that you tried to rap in zulu
Fake muh faka don't you know that you should do you
You like a chicken with no head nigga no clue
This verse leave you saying kevin bling is so rude
(Hook)
My right hand is a from gift a God
Who's this lil nigga spitting crack saying he the don X2
Look don't you ever call yourself king nigga
I'm off the chain the real shine is on bling nigga
I heard your thrown you said you gave the game a ring nigga
You got mixtapes I took your bitch with one beat nigga
I ain't gon lie I want fame that's why I came for you
You should be happy I mentioned your stupid name for you
Fake ass nigga let me operate the game for you
We all know that grand entrance brought pain to you
I ain't gon lie you got some swag boy
But swag ain't mean shit you can't rap boy
I know you sad boy, its the first lap boy
Its your funeral I'm making all your fans clap boy
Aiming for your head cut your brain in half boy
Tattoo kevin bling inside your brain in full caps boy
Tlerngy fucking don you a black cat boy
Smashed your God with no hands whose a bad boy
(Outra)
My right hand is a gift from God
Pussy ass nigga haa, you ain't a fucking don
Your whole stupid life you ain't drop a fucking bomb
Shut yo mouth kevin bling is a fucking don
Who's this nigga saying that he God and shit, are you? Really nigga?
(Hook)
My right hand is a gift from God
Who's this lil nigga spitting crack saying he the don X2
(Verse)
This rap game deep inside of me
Tlerngy don that lil nigga can't reply to me
Pop your brains nigga I got all your fans rewinding me
Playing hide and seek I told your asses that this nigga is weak
You can't pronunciate how dare you call yourself a G
You can't hide from me I'm your memory you stuck with me
Hiding from your screen giving all your luck to me
I'm not hatin nigga I'm just telling you don't fuck with me
Dear lord is he a coward
Can't he realize that kevin bling got power
Bling burn this niggas body like a flower
Your whole tower burned into ashes in an hour
I heard that track that you tried to rap in zulu
Fake muh faka don't you know that you should do you
You like a chicken with no head nigga no clue
This verse leave you saying kevin bling is so rude
(Hook)
My right hand is a from gift a God
Who's this lil nigga spitting crack saying he the don X2
Look don't you ever call yourself king nigga
I'm off the chain the real shine is on bling nigga
I heard your thrown you said you gave the game a ring nigga
You got mixtapes I took your bitch with one beat nigga
I ain't gon lie I want fame that's why I came for you
You should be happy I mentioned your stupid name for you
Fake ass nigga let me operate the game for you
We all know that grand entrance brought pain to you
I ain't gon lie you got some swag boy
But swag ain't mean shit you can't rap boy
I know you sad boy, its the first lap boy
Its your funeral I'm making all your fans clap boy
Aiming for your head cut your brain in half boy
Tattoo kevin bling inside your brain in full caps boy
Tlerngy fucking don you a black cat boy
Smashed your God with no hands whose a bad boy
(Outra)
My right hand is a gift from God
Pussy ass nigga haa, you ain't a fucking don
Your whole stupid life you ain't drop a fucking bomb
Shut yo mouth kevin bling is a fucking don