If God was a thot would you kiss Her feet ??

I pour up every drink
Like I don’t give a fuck what you think
Cracks in the mirror got
Blood in the sink
Ya
I know a lil something bout everything
But I don’t know much so don’t ask me
If God was a thot would you kiss her feet?
Ya
Run away
Run away from your broken soul
Put the gun away
Run away from your broken soul
Diamonds in the sky
One loose lipped bandit in the night
Owl flew thru the room while he sighed
Saying «my my my»
«My my my»
What I realize
Is that most don’t seem to realize
Rather drown in the sound of your lies
Then open my eyes
See a semi cocked clean with a whole clip Don’t blow shit
Up
You gon need bazookas in this bitch ya
You gon need some hookahs for the lift ya
Sipping soda in the booth
Going yoda on these bitches till I’m standing on the roof
Should I dive I coulda fly
Now I’m rhyming with the flu what a time