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(Yeah) (SPILLGOD) (Humm) I Got the game cooking Wasn't prepared for the spot so I took it I'm counting up do this shit with no looking Came a long way from them trips to the booking 12 get behind me I'm booking I got no time for the bullshit I got some shit to be doing Money to count Stuffing the racks in the couch Bitch I don't need no account They trying copy and ride on my wave Bitch I'm the SpillGod I'll dig you a grave And when they see me got nothing to say In back a the Maybach we ride with the K They make it hard I make it Sleezy I do this shit in my sleep it's too easy I got em bussing moves like he Chris Breezy 248 in the trap if you need me I'm on the road I'm really trappin Feeling like A.I they talking bout practice Told you I'm cut from a whole different fabric I'm Changing my phone if I ever hear static I'm with the Spillers And we got mob ties Watch how I rock out pull up with the frog eyes Bitch you a shrimp Bitch you a small guy Bitch I'm the SpillGod pull up get you baptized Still run it up in a drought Ain't talking money then what it's about They on my page and they looking for clout Just like a page I'm just filling them out Don't give a fuck I'm good under pressure Fuck up the front end the back end be extra Man know I'm good know these niggas be extra When I pull up lift the doors on the Tesla Count up a knot You in the field is you trapping or not I'm in the field I don't care if it's hot SpillGod just making his way to the top When I pull up know I'm good on the block I'm in a 2 door ain't come with a top Muddy my soda it fizz out the top Pack in the air I'm connecting the dots Free all my dawgs Until it's backwards Still on the visit and getting that pack in I was up North running round with that Jackie And if your man is a rat I can't jack him I'm just so stuck In my ways getting money I used to pray for the dark to be sunny Now when I wake up I just see the light Rolling up Pouring up Drank at the light I Got the game cooking Wasn't prepared for the spot so I took it I'm counting up do this shit with no looking Came a long way from them trips to the booking 12 get behind me I'm booking I got no time for the bullshit I got some shit to be doing Money to count Stuffing the racks in the couch Bitch I don't need no account They trying copy and ride on my wave Bitch I'm the SpillGod I'll dig you a grave And when they see me got nothing to say In back a the Maybach we ride with the K (Sleeze) They make it hard I make it Sleezy I do this shit in my sleep it's too easy I got em bussing moves like he Chris Breezy 248 in the trap if you need me