Uh
Woah
Woah
HOOK:
Climate change
Don’t need lanes
I need God
I make the sauce
I mean... yah
Glory to God
Shooters aim
I got range
What are the odds?
Never fold
We not the same
No we not
Climate change
Don’t need lanes
I need God
I make the sauce
I mean... yah
Glory to God
Give me the turn
Watch it’ll burn
Litty yah
All my bros
Oh my Lord
We won’t stop

GAWVI:
Rich like VOUS
Faith done bloom
Ball so hard with the Fear God shoes
I’m too live
Take that dive
Got my wrongs
But I feel Lebron
Yeah woah
Climate change
Not my fault
Try and stop all my sauce
I cannot fake
This is too late
Home of the saint
How many cars?
How many broads ?
Do for your heart
Off in the deep
What is you seeking?
Boy is you Geekin?
We not so Heathen
Devil wanna dance all night
Had to quick scope on sight
Oh you thought we was gon’ fight
Ooh yeah

HOOK:
Climate change
Don’t need lanes
I need God
I make the sauce
I mean... yah
Glory to God
Shooters aim
I got range
What are the odds?
Never fold
We not the same
No we not
Climate change
Don’t need lanes
I need God
I make the sauce
I mean... yah
Glory to God
Give me the turn
Watch it’ll burn
Litty yah
All my bros
Oh my Lord
We won’t stop






AKLESSO:
I'm like ooh
Dang
I never had no pops
Woah ooh
Dang
Now I gotta get to the top
Woah ooh
Dang
I’m feeling myself
I had to go and count these buckets
They count me out cause now I’m stuntin
Woah aye
Dade we pull out a stick
Gawvi said go let it hit
Gawvi said get em I got em
Oh I know the ops yea I spot em
I got epiphany my bro
Devil wanna steal from me my bro
Lucy gon’ seem to please
but please believe he kill and seek destroy
Woah yeah
Fight that fight for me
Haters gone hate like woo
Shake em off like this
I curve that shone like

HOOK:
Climate change
Don’t need lanes
I need God
I make the sauce
I mean... yah
Glory to God
Shooters aim
I got range
What are the odds?
Never fold
We not the same
No we not
Climate change
Don’t need lanes
I need God
I make the sauce
I mean... yah
Glory to God
Give me the turn
Watch it’ll burn
Litty yah
All my bros
Oh my Lord
We won’t stop

WORDSPLAYED:

Play the game
Hold your tongue
You'll get far
Either that
Or you’re pac
In the car
I did it for the kids
Like Lavar
Talking wild while the family ball
Aye boy please chill
Why you keep it so real?
Got the whole room laughing
And your face Blue still
All that comes with the press is the pressure
So much for a deal
My boy just got rich
Broke in with a mill
I feel your pain
Forget the fame
I feel the flames
Known from the climate change
Who run it

HOOK:
Climate change
Don’t need lanes
I need God
I make the sauce
I mean... yah
Glory to God
Shooters aim
I got range
What are the odds?
Never fold
We not the same
No we not
Climate change
Don’t need lanes
I need God
I make the sauce
I mean... yah
Glory to God
Give me the turn
Watch it’ll burn
Litty yah
All my bros
Oh my Lord
We won’t stop



Heathen