TRIP102GOD NO1-NOAH

[Verse]
Tell me how odd, tell me how odd
These niggas out here really scared
Cause they know I'm a triple 102 god
And I'm still perfect even if I have flaws
And I'm still a winner even if I have lost
Light weight boy nigga don't get tossed
And you can't compare even if you were Rick Ross (Pear)
To how big we are
Well not yet but maybe tomorrow
But from where we from ain't nobody up to par
For where me and my niggas just set the bar
I do sing but you know I got bars
Just got out on a fucking gun charge
Just had to mention
Not saying I'm hard, not sayin' I'm hard

Switch it up
Tell me why do I ever have to a fuck
If all the other niggas besides my niggas suck
All those bastards looking for fatherly love
They are all my son's, I can offer them a hug
DWI, I influence call me NO1DRUG
So don't drive while listening sub
Stence woofer
Let me stop
Not on the radio but still gon be on top
Like your girl right before she let it drop
She MJ cause that head be on fire
Plus she slick like the bandicoot fox
Never when to school but she knows a lot ha
Ha ha
Just a little laugh for the jokes from ya
Saying that me and my squad not gods
You niggas must not really know a lot
Like why we good at this and ya not
O why ya claiming your so called spots
The gods gon send you to hell you can rot
Far from a gangsta but don't get popped
Ya smelled what we was cooking and ya just let it rock
Now we the ones that you niggas can't stop
You can try and ya can try and go and plot
Whatever you don't have we have it in stock
We have then enough of it nigga we got a lot
Checkin! Checkin!