Luyện nghe bài hát Goddess

Ain't this y'all need me for
You pissed me off what is y'all leaving for
Oh what? A white girl a flow ain't been seen before
Bow down until your get sore
Treat Neimans like a grocery
Selfridges get the rapport
Ask when we off on tour
out a fly whip screaming "This ain't yours"
How can one get 'fore she get tired
One phone that make all the money get wired
Uh, spit fire that'll burn down an
20 deep in the tryn the Benz tires
Wave hello when I by ya
Make in ten months
I could off or retire (woo)
But I just quit
Tryna figure out which part of you just don't get huh

Lord, lemme know if you got
about prophets
It no one man can stop us
Bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a
It ain't no one man can us
Bow down to a
Goddess! Got it?

Same critics if I had it in me
Now want me to play
But how the hell you play friendly when the mention of my could cause a media frenzy
The cameras flash everywhere, make it to miss me
I been crazy 'til a psych ward commit me
After any coming up against me
You it's anything better, then come convince me
Until then be leading the race
So bow down, put your knee to face
While I make wine outta water, turn into martyrs
Set it off I-G-G in the place, uh
Young rapper,
Y'all a boring read like Digest
I could never see you fall I skip through August
I'm thinkin' bout now would be the to start this

Lord, lemme if you got this
about prophets
It ain't no one man can us
Bow to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess
It ain't no one man can us
Bow to a Goddess

Put hands in the sky
But only if you the vibe
They wanna bury me alive but know real Gods never die
Put hands in the sky
But only if you feel the
They wanna bury me alive but y'all real Gods never die

Lord, lemme if you got this
Preaching prophets
It ain't no one man can us
Bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a
It ain't no one man can us
Bow down to a
Goddess! Got it?