La Mique by Psalms 6.6 Lyrics

[Intro]

-yeah, yeah, hallelujah
I was running through the basement with my bros

[Verse]

Father please forgive me I'm in church
Looking like I'm Wiz Khalifa

I'm smoking dope with the pope
I'm getting high with the preacher

I feel like I'm drunk off the wine
This can't be the body of Jesus

I'm rocking adidas
I'm rocking some sneakers
I do not like shoes
Or moccasins either
Holy Ghost Holy Ghost Aqua the Fina
Reverend I fuck on your daughter
I put a Zan in her water

I pull out my phone and record her (what!?)
I pull out my phone and record her

Call out their names all in order...

Got Miko and Dana, got Shana, Chantell
Deanee, Javonni, and Kayla, and Porsha

Most of the niggas just stayed in the corner
Or I had em running like faucets

They saw them sixes and tripped
They saw them crosses and lost it

This bitch keep on calling me papi
I think that that bitch is from Boston

Told that bitch nah bitch I'm Jeter
She said boy nah you a cheater

Mad cause I got me a Nina
That follow me good, She not a believer
I got me a chain, I got me some pieces
Then I flip the Jesus, and made it a Peter
Hanging and swinging I think I'm conceited

They made me a saint in the paul's
They had me praising the lord, In the hall
Til I went and wrote my name on the wall

And most of these pastors be thinking they God
Wanting me to drop
All my money in the pot
So that they can buy a yacht
With a 3 story home
And a brand new bimmer just to fit inside the lot (Not!)

Nigga don't pass me the tide
I'll take the money and dip

666 all on my mind
666 all on my bitch