G.O.D. by Meyhem Lauren Lyrics

[Verse 1: Meyhem Lauren]
Queens spitter, well-known Supreme figure
My niggas drink Henny til it shrivels up they liver
Deliver, my heart could make a fresh flame shiver
Floating on a track like a biscuit in a river
Live nigga, never consider getting a sliver
I used to sell grams to make the fiends' hands quiver
But now I spit raps to make my pockets get bigger
We used to rock Colombian suits with Hilfiger
Nautica, bubbles on Jansports with damn shorts
I was right there on the Ave, ready to stab
Deadliest jab; every block, catching a tab