Goddess FIJI - Condolences lyrics
[Goddess FIJI - Condolences lyrics]
All the feelings are down, but my head up
Boy just go & get a job & get your bread up
People don’t like that look, get your dread
Cut it’s one thing that I want
It’s your head thot
Make her feel that dick, like a headshot
The moment im cumming is, when your head pop
Lemme send my condolences to your dead pop
I make blessings while y’all praying
To a dead god fucking hoes
Asking myself if I ever made love?
I don’t need friends, I just need drugs
My eyes are closed, still can’t sleep fuck
She say it’s truth but it seems off
Telling them my shit like they’d give fucks
This is the story of a lil thot
She liked being cute
She had on some lipgloss
She would fuck anyone for some lil rocks
Bitch was also a cop just like Rick Ross
& I had the source like Im BigBoss
Send em to a block
Check my watch just like tik tok
You’ll only see me in summer
Im like a flip flop
Your face say lit, but your drip not
Life is an auction & my bid up
Take a cup & I fill up
Fuck my bitch & I feel loved
This is the story of a dread boy
His face cold, looking like he dead boy
Was doin crimes, but he read more
Fucking hoes, still dunno where he head boy
They were looking for him but he left boy
Had an answer but he read more
I was tryna fuck a thot but she felt more
All the feelings are down, but my head up
Boy just go & get a job & get your bread up
People don’t like that look, get your dread
Cut it’s one thing that I want
It’s your head thot
Make her feel that dick, like a headshot
The moment im cumming is, when your head pop
Lemme send my condolences to your dead pop
I make blessings while y’all praying
To a dead god fucking hoes
Asking myself if I ever made love?
Boy just go & get a job & get your bread up
People don’t like that look, get your dread
Cut it’s one thing that I want
It’s your head thot
Make her feel that dick, like a headshot
The moment im cumming is, when your head pop
Lemme send my condolences to your dead pop
I make blessings while y’all praying
To a dead god fucking hoes
Asking myself if I ever made love?
I don’t need friends, I just need drugs
My eyes are closed, still can’t sleep fuck
She say it’s truth but it seems off
Telling them my shit like they’d give fucks
This is the story of a lil thot
She liked being cute
She had on some lipgloss
She would fuck anyone for some lil rocks
Bitch was also a cop just like Rick Ross
& I had the source like Im BigBoss
Send em to a block
Check my watch just like tik tok
You’ll only see me in summer
Im like a flip flop
Your face say lit, but your drip not
Life is an auction & my bid up
Take a cup & I fill up
Fuck my bitch & I feel loved
This is the story of a dread boy
His face cold, looking like he dead boy
Was doin crimes, but he read more
Fucking hoes, still dunno where he head boy
They were looking for him but he left boy
Had an answer but he read more
I was tryna fuck a thot but she felt more
All the feelings are down, but my head up
Boy just go & get a job & get your bread up
People don’t like that look, get your dread
Cut it’s one thing that I want
It’s your head thot
Make her feel that dick, like a headshot
The moment im cumming is, when your head pop
Lemme send my condolences to your dead pop
I make blessings while y’all praying
To a dead god fucking hoes
Asking myself if I ever made love?