Name: 77.7 HAND OF GOD FM NO.1 (PROD. FONY WALLACE + ETC.) by godhandusa in Copy of IGNORANCE IS BLISS (THE MIXTAPE)
Duration: 11 min 31 s
Description: NOT ENOUGH SPACE FOR THE LYRICS ON THIS ONE, WILL UPDATE GENIUS SOON! 🪬

All my homie’s hate the government 🗣️

I searched for: "fuck the goverment and everyone in it by godhandusa" but didnt find the song is it released? need this on yt and soundcloud, such a banger

Copy of IGNORANCE IS BLISS (THE MIXTAPE)

BAD HABIT! (FT. GORT) (PROD. SIXTHSIN)

GORT ES EL MEJOR ARTISTA FT GODHANDUSA [prod gort]

LYRICS:

MONGO:

WHAT’S UP MUTHAFUCKAS?
LET ME SEE THEM TITTIES HOE! YEAH!
NOW LISTEN, I DON’T GIVE A FUCK IF YOU FROM THE 415 OR THE 212
THAT 301 TO THE 213
GODHAND IN THIS BITCH ANY MUTHAFUCKIN WHERE YOU LOOK
I REP MY SHIT TO THE FULLEST, BOY
THIS G-O-D-H-A-N-D
GODHAND! GODHAND!

NOW HOLD UP, LET ME TALK MY SHIT
I’M RIPPIN’ THRU A MUTHAFUCKA WHEN I POP MY CLIP
AND EVERY BLUNT A LUNG BUSTA, LET ME PUFF MY PIFF
AND IF SHE ON MY PHONE TRIPPIN’, I’MMA BLOCK MY BITCH
CUZ I’M M-O-N-G-O
AND ANY HATIN’ ASS SUCKA GON’ SUCK ME SLOW, THAT’S A DEEPTHROAT
BEEN WAITIN’ ALL SUMMER TO MEET BRO AND LEAVE HOLES
PAINT THE TOWN RED, THE SLEET, SNOW, BOY
THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL REAL HIP, THIS IS NOT NO PLOT FOR THE GRAM
SHOP FOR THE OUNCE THEN SWAP WITH THE FAM
HIT THE CLUB WITH MY DAWGS, POP BANDS WITH MY HANDS
AND IF A HATIN’ ASS TRICK GET TO TRIPPIN’, TELL ‘EM HOLD YOUR POCKET
G-O-D UP IN THIS HO, THAT’S RIGHT
120 ON THE DASH, HO, IT AIN’T NO STOPPIN’
GONDA, LET THESE SUCKAS KNOW, THAT’S RIGHT

GONDA:

NOW HOLD UP, LET ME TALK MY SHIT, BITCH
ALL I KNOW I STICK TO THE PLAN
GIVE PRAISE TO THE HAND, AND LAY A HO DOWN WITH THE BLAMMER
LIKE BAM, BAM, BAM AND THEN I RAN
CUZ I DON’T FUCK WITH THAT 666 SHIT OR NONE OF THE POLICE
YOUR BODY GET LIFTED UP ON A STRETCHER AND CARRIED AWAY
YOU BETTER LISTEN UP OR SHIT CAN GO THE SCARIER WAY
HOE IT’S G-O-N-D-A
PRONOUNCED GONDA, BEHIND THE DUCT TAPED WINDOW OF A HONDA
SMOKIN’ MARIJUANA WITH NO REGARD FOR THE LAW
HONESTLY, I THINK Y’ALL TRIPPIN’ ON GOD

GONDA & MONGO:

SEND A MUTHAFUCKA TO THE G-O-D
GODHAND! GODHAND!
PUT YO HANDS UP AND THEN DOWN TO THE BEAT
GODHAND! GODHAND!
MUTHAFUCKAS KNOW NOT TO FUCK WITH ME
GODHAND! GODHAND!
CUZ I CAN SEND A MUTHAFUCKA TO THE G-O-D
GODHAND! GODHAND!
GODHAND BITCH!

GIVE PRAISE TO THE HAND (PROD. GORT)

GODHANDUSA - SALVATION (CUBIE FLIP)

GODHAND MAKE DAT SHIT SWANG LET OUR MUTHAFUCKIN NUTS HANG BITCH!!!

SWANGIN' (PROD. SKOTSKR)

GONDA:
SHE GIVIN’ HEAD SAME TIME EVERY DAY
PROBABLY WHY THEY CALL THAT SHIT A BLOWJOB
HOW YOU WEARIN’ J’S AND A CHAIN BUT YOU STILL DON’T GOT NO MONEY?
MAN I FIND THAT SHIT SO ODD
TRYNA TELL ME HOW TO RAP HOE
AIN’T NOBODY TEACH YOU HOW TO WORRY BOUT YO ASS THOUGH?
NO? I’M THE MUTHAFUCKIN’ SHIT, BITCH
THAT MEAN GOD IS THE ASSHOLE

SUBWOOFER IN THE TRUNK MAKE ‘EM VIBRATE
HENNY IN THE CUP HOW I HYDRATE
WALK UP IN THE ROOM, YOU CAN SEE THE HOES MIGRATE
BITCH I’M GOIN’ UP LIKE THE CRIME RATE
I DON’T EVER STOP, GIVE A FUCK WHAT THE SIGN SAY?
EVERY SINGLE RULE, I VIOLATE
YOU TRYNA GET OLDER AND DIE IN YA SLEEP
THE WAY I’M LIVIN’, BITCH I’M PROBABLY GONNA DIE AWAKE
SHE TRYNA TAKE E, I GIVE HER ASS A BEAN
SHE POP IT THEN I WATCH HER EYES DILATE
SHE TRYNA POP A PERC BUT HER PERC DON’T WORK
PULL UP ON THE GUY WHO SOLD IT AND ANNIHILATE

TRYNA TELL ME HOW TO RAP HOE?
AIN’T NOBODY TEACH YOU HOW TO WORRY BOUT YO ASS THOUGH?
NO? I’M THE MUTHAFUCKIN’ SHIT, BITCH
THAT MUST MEAN GOD IS THE ASSHOLE

MONGO:
MONEY SPREAD ON MY NIGHTSTAND
BLUES TAKE THE COLOR OUT YO FACE, LEAVE ‘EM TERRIFIED
EVERY CITY, BITCHES SUCKIN’ DICK
CHECK A TRICK, LEAVE HIS ASS BLUE, BITCH I’M VERIFIED
GOT THE BLURPERS ON MY TAIL
CAN’T KICK IT WITH A SUCKA WHO GET PARANOID AND PARALYZED
TAPED UP 4 SIDES, COVER BOTH EYES
LEAVE HIM IN A CARDBOARD BOX WITH NO AIR INSIDE
DRO THAT I’M BLOWIN’ ON LIFT WEIGHTS
GOT ME LOOKIN’ LIKE THE ACTORS IN THE MOVIE PARASITE
BITCH THIS BALLIN’ IS HEREDITARY
HUSTLE LIKE MY POPS, BITCH HE TAUGHT ME HOW TO PAIR A 5
PAIR A 10, PAIR A HUNNID
STEPPED INTO THE MALL AND I BALLED LIKE BUDDEN
STICK MY FINGERS IN HER BUTT LIKE A PUPPET
BOUGHT HER ASS A GEM, NOW SHE SUCKIN’ IT IN PUBLIC
REAL PIECE OF SHIT SHIT TALKER
IMMA GET UP IN HER INSIDES LIKE A SKINWALKER
SHE WANT A DIAMOND CHAIN, WASHINGTON CARVER
BUY HER ASS A PURSE, THEN RIGHT AFTER, HIT A LICK ON HER
STILL GON’ LET ME DROP THE DICK ON HER
PUT A HUNNID ROUNDS INTO ANY BITCH THAT PICK ON HER
SHE WANT ME TO PUT A RING ON HER
CUZ I’M ALWAYS BRINGIN’ HOME THE BACON LIKE A PIG FARMER
SHE TRYNA POP A BEAN OR A 15
BITCH I GOT EXACTLY WHAT YOU NEED LIKE BIG PHARMA
SUCKA ASS RAPPERS FALLIN’ OFF
HONESTLY I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO TELL YOU BRO, THAT’S JUST KARMA
TRYNA TELL ME HOW TO RAP HOE?
AIN’T NOBODY TEACH YOU HOW TO WORRY BOUT YO ASS THOUGH?
NO? I’M THE MUTHAFUCKIN’ SHIT, BITCH
THAT MUST MEAN GOD IS THE ASSHOLE

GONDA:
SHE GIVIN’ HEAD SAME TIME EVERY DAY
PROBABLY WHY THEY CALL THAT SHIT A BLOWJOB
HOW YOU WEARIN’ J’S AND A CHAIN BUT YOU STILL DON’T GOT NO MONEY?
MAN I FIND THAT SHIT SO ODD
TRYNA TELL ME HOW TO RAP HOE
AIN’T NOBODY TEACH YOU HOW TO WORRY BOUT YO ASS THOUGH?
NO? I’M THE MUTHAFUCKIN’ SHIT, BITCH
THAT MEAN GOD IS THE ASSHOLE

ASSHOLE (PROD. FONY WALLACE + DROCOOKEDTHIS)

NOT ENOUGH SPACE FOR THE LYRICS ON THIS ONE, WILL UPDATE GENIUS SOON! 🪬

77.7 HAND OF GOD FM NO.1 (PROD. FONY WALLACE + ETC.)

LYRICS:

GONDA:
YOU CALLIN’ ALL YO HOMIES, YOU SHOULD REALLY GO CALL 911
FUCK YOU TRYNA FIGHT WITH ME FOR? YOU SHOULD REALLY GO HIDE AND RUN
HOP OUT WITH THE TOOL AND FIX HIM UP LIKE I’M A HANDYMAN
YOU CALLIN’ ALL YO HOMIES, YOU SHOULD REALLY CALL THE AMBULANCE

CALL THE AMBULANCE, YOU CALLIN’ ALL YO HOMIES, YOU SHOULD REALLY CALL THE AMBULANCE X2

MONGO:
SUCKA YOU SHOULD REALLY CRY FOR HELP
YO HOMIE ON A STRETCHER, MAKE THAT 9 AND 10, 11, 12
CRACK YO GODDAMN CRANIUM, THAT PISTOL WHIP SOUND LIKE A BELL
THAT TOLL FOR YOUR MISTAKES, I PRAY TO GOD YOU DON’T GET SENT TO HELL
I’M CATCHIN’ BODIES LIKE A FIREFIGHTER OR FIRST RESPONDER
IRON SIGHT ON YO BROTHERS, THAT BITCH FYE FYE
RED LIGHTS COME SCREAMIN’ DOWN THE BLOCK, YOU SHOULDA THOUGHT
YOU SHOULDA TURNED AROUND, YOU KNOW I’M FINNA POP

GONDA:
YOU CALLIN’ ALL YO HOMIES, YOU SHOULD REALLY GO CALL 911
FUCK YOU TRYNA FIGHT WITH ME FOR? YOU SHOULD REALLY GO HIDE AND RUN
HOP OUT WITH THE TOOL AND FIX HIM UP LIKE I’M A HANDYMAN
YOU CALLIN’ ALL YO HOMIES, YOU SHOULD REALLY CALL THE AMBULANCE

CALL THE AMBULANCE, YOU CALLIN’ ALL YO HOMIES, YOU SHOULD REALLY CALL THE AMBULANCE X2

MY CHOPPA STRETCH A DEMON OUT LIKE LAFFY TAFFY
LAUGHIN’ IN YO FACE, UNDERNEATH MY MASK I’M VERY HAPPY
I COULD LET YOU BURN IN HELL OR GO TO HEAVEN WHERE IT’S GRASSY
PUT YOU IN A WHEELCHAIR, SHOOT YOU IN THE BACK, DEGRASSI
BITCH I CAME TO KILL
PUT SOME POINTS UP ON THE BOARD FOR GOD, HIS HEMOGLOBIN SPILL
PULL UP WITH THE TOOL, THAT HAMMER BLAMMIN’, THIS SHIT NOT A DRILL
YOU TRYNA TEXT YO HOMIES BUT YOU SHOULD BE TYPIN’ UP YO WILL

YOU CALLIN’ ALL YO HOMIES, YOU SHOULD REALLY GO CALL 911
FUCK YOU TRYNA FIGHT WITH ME FOR? YOU SHOULD REALLY GO HIDE AND RUN
HOP OUT WITH THE TOOL AND FIX HIM UP LIKE I’M A HANDYMAN
YOU CALLIN’ ALL YO HOMIES, YOU SHOULD REALLY CALL THE AMBULANCE

CALL THE AMBULANCE, YOU CALLIN’ ALL YO HOMIES, YOU SHOULD REALLY CALL THE AMBULANCE X2

AMBULANCE (PROD FONY WALLACE + TYLUR OCEAN)

LYRICS:

GONDA:
EVERYBODY TRIPPIN’, GOTTA STAY COOL
GOTTA STAY TRUE TO THE LIFE I BEEN LIVIN’
ROLLIN’ WITH THE CREW IN THE 562
BLUE CADILLAC, RIMS SPINNIN’ ON IT TOO
CHILL THE FUCK OUT, CHILL THE FUCK OUT
I TELL ‘EM CHILL THE FUCK OUT
YOU GOTTA CHILL THE FUCK OUT, AHHH

SUNSET IN LA, THE SKY IS BEAUTIFUL
PALM TREES, THC, THAT’S INDISPUTABLE
PULL UP AT IN-N-OUT, I NEED A DOUBLE DOUBLE
GONDA AND MONGO, YO BITCH CALL US DOUBLE TROUBLE
SMOKE SHOP SELLIN’ FRONTO
AIN’T NO ID CHECK FOR ME, I NEED IT PRONTO
SAID HE TRYNA COP A SACK, DONDE Y CUANDO?
WHITE LIKE A BRONCO, MY STICK COME WITH A BONGO
LONG DAY AT WORK, YEAH
PUT MY FEET UP ON THE COUCH, FLATSCREEN LED TV
WATCHIN’ DVDS, WEED GOT NO SEEDS
CBD AND THE TERPENES, SHAWTY SNORTIN’ POWDER LIKE IT’S BIRD FEED
THAT AIN’T FOR ME, IT MAKE ME FEEL LAME
I COULD GIVE YOU ONE BUT I DON’T REALLY FUCK WITH PILLS MANE
DRO ALL I NEED TO GO RIGHT UP THRU THE CEILING
EVERYBODY TRIPPIN, TURN MY PHONE OFF AND CHILL MANE

EVERYBODY TRIPPIN’, GOTTA STAY COOL
GOTTA STAY TRUE TO THE LIFE I BEEN LIVIN’
ROLLIN’ WITH THE CREW IN THE 562
BLUE CADILLAC, RIMS SPINNIN’ ON IT TOO
CHILL THE FUCK OUT, CHILL THE FUCK OUT
I TELL ‘EM CHILL THE FUCK OUT
YOU GOTTA CHILL THE FUCK OUT, AHHH

MONGO:
IF YOU KNOW WHERE I’M FROM, YOU KNOW THE GAME
PARTY IN DC, CRANKIN’ YAY
HOMIES ON THE BLOCK, HOES ON THE BLADE
UNCLE ON THE ROCK, WELCOME TO THE BAY
CROSS THE BRIDGE WITH MY BITCH, WHAT WE FINNA HIT?
HAIGHT STREET FOR THE THREADS, AFTER THAT IT’S TWIN
PEAKS, SMOKIN’ WEED, DON’T EVEN NEED TO SPEAK
TRYNA FIND MY PEACE WITH EVIL IN THE STREETS
I’M JUST TRYNA CHILL EVERY DAMN DAY
LET ME KNOW WHAT’S GOOD BRO, I GOT GAS FADE
MONGO NEVER BEEN ONE FOR THE RAT RACE
I LIKE TO SIT DOWN, SAVOR HOW THE PACK TASTES
LIFE IS SHORT, DEATH IS LONG
CAN’T COUNT HOW MANY TIMES I PLAYED MY FAVORITE SONG
KEEP IT CHILL, AIN’T NOTHIN’ WRONG
DON’T KNOW HOW MANY TIMES YOU’LL GET TO SING ALONG

GONDA:
EVERYBODY TRIPPIN’, GOTTA STAY COOL
GOTTA STAY TRUE TO THE LIFE I BEEN LIVIN’
ROLLIN’ WITH THE CREW IN THE 562
BLUE CADILLAC, RIMS SPINNIN’ ON IT TOO
CHILL THE FUCK OUT, CHILL THE FUCK OUT
I TELL ‘EM CHILL THE FUCK OUT
YOU GOTTA CHILL THE FUCK OUT, AHHH

CHILL TF OUT (PROD. FONY WALLACE + S3V3NTHEAVEN)

LYRICS:

MONGO:
NEVER LACK, DON’T SETTLE HOE
I JUST BOUGHT A BRAND NEW MAC, NU-METAL
TWO FIRE MODES AND A 30 CLIP
HANDLE LIKE A DREAM, AND IT BLAST THRU DEVILS HOE X2

IT’S GETTIN’ HOT OUTSIDE
COLD IN THE STREETS, KEEP A ROCKER IN MY RIDE
NO PRIDE, JUST A WILL TO SURVIVE
KEEP PILLS FOR THE THRILL TO SUBSIDE
CREEP ROUND THE CORNER, HEAT PACKED IN
PEACE AIN’T FREE, DEATH LOOM WITH A BLACK GRIN
STAY WITH THE PROGRAM, PRAY IT DON’T JAM
WHEN THE DEVILS ON YA BACK SHOW FACE
COMIN’ STRAPPED IN THE OPEN
BROAD DAY, IT COULD HAPPEN ANY WAY
BITCH, ANY TIME, IT DON’T MATTER IF A MUTHAFUCKA EARNED IT
MUTHAFUCKAS WILL DO ANY CRIME FOR ANY DIME
IF YOU LACK, PAY A HEAVY PRICE FOR CERTAIN
THERE’S NO WISHING WELL
WRAP YOU IN A RAG AND THROW YOU DOWN THE WISHING WELL
MUTHAFUCKAS PISSED AND BROKE, THE SMOKE AND PISS TO COPE
RISK THE SOUL TO SUPPLEMENT THE HOPE
AND FOR THE FAMILY, LEAVE A CARCASS
REMAINDER OF A LIFETIME OF HARDSHIP
YOU BETTER STAY IN THAT APARTMENT
BLINDS SHUT, DON’T BECOME A TARGET MY DAWG
IT’S GETTIN’ HOT OUTSIDE
COLD IN THE STREETS, KEEP A CHOPPA BY MY SIDE
NO PRIDE, JUST A WILL TO SURVIVE
SMILE IN THE FACE OF DEATH, STAY ALIVE

NEVER LACK, DON’T SETTLE HOE
I JUST BOUGHT A BRAND NEW MAC, NU-METAL
TWO FIRE MODES AND A 30 CLIP
HANDLE LIKE A DREAM, AND IT BLAST THRU DEVILS HOE

GONDA:
WHEN I’M ALL ALONE, I GET IN MY ZONE
SITTIN’ WHILE I’M WRITIN’ WITH THE PEN
I DO IT FOR MY FAMILY, I DO IT FOR MY FRIENDS
AND MY KIDS, GRIP THE STRAP AND I’M KNOCKIN’ OFF LIDS
GRIP THE STRAP LIKE THE TOP OF A PICKLE JAR
MY GLOCK A LIBERAL CUZ HE DON’T CARE WHAT YOU ARE
I COULD KILL YOU IN A ALLEYWAY OR ON AN INSTRUMENTAL
MONGO WITH A FITTED ON, FRED DURST, NU-METAL
BITCH I’M LISTENIN’ TO PROJECT PAT AND SLIPKNOT
TRYNA STEP TO THE G-O-D, BITCH I THINK NOT
IF YOU REALLY REPPIN’ 666, KICK ROCKS
777 LIKE A MUTHAFUCKA PLAY SLOTS
THIS SHIT MORE THAN AESTHETIC
ALL THAT SHIT YOU TALKIN’ PUSSY, HOE, YOU ACTIN’ PATHETIC
GOT THE STRAP IN MY JEANS, KILLIN’ IN MY GENETICS
ACTIN’ SWEET TO ME, BITCH, YOU GON’ MAKE ME DIABETIC
IF A JEWISH NIGGA WANT IT, MY GUN ANTISEMITIC
IF A CHRISTIAN WANT IT, THEN MY KNUCKLES HERETICS
IF A MUSLIM TALKIN’ SHIT, MY PISTOL MAKIN’ BACON OUT THAT MUTHAFUCKA FACE
WRAP A PIG IN A BLANKET
BITCH I’M EATIN’ GOOD, FEED THE WHOLE HOOD
EVERY MEAL- EVERY MEAL- EVERY MEAL I EAT IS A BANQUET
NEVER LACK, DON’T SETTLE
I PLAY THE MUSIC LOUD, TONE DEF, NU-METAL HOE

MONGO:
NEVER LACK, DON’T SETTLE HOE
I JUST BOUGHT A BRAND NEW MAC, NU-METAL
TWO FIRE MODES AND A 30 CLIP
HANDLE LIKE A DREAM, AND IT BLAST THRU DEVILS HOE X2

NU-METAL (PROD. FONY WALLACE + LODONI + HALFMEASURES)

LYRICS:

MONGO:
GLOVES ON IN THE BLACK, STEEL TOE WITH THE STRAP
AND WE RUNNIN’ IN YO DOMICILE
EXTENDO ON THE MAC, HEAD TOE, ALL BLACK
AND WE READY FOR A HOMICIDE
1-800-IWANNADIE
JUST GIVE A CALL ANY FUCKIN’ TIME
WE GUARANTEE WE’LL BE THERE IN 5
STRAIGHT TO YO DOOR WITH THE FUCKIN’ FYE

OR YOUR MONEY BACK
QUICK AND PAINLESS, HOW I DO IT WITH THE FUCKIN’ MAC
LET A ROUND FLY DIRECTLY BETWEEN YO EYES
HIT YO BRAIN, LEAVIN’ STAINS ON THE WALL AS A SIGN
ADD A CLEAN UP CREW FOR A VERY SMALL PRICE
$25.99 FOR THE 9 TO YO SPINE
AND IT’S $5.99 FOR THE BLEACH, GET IT CLEANED UP
SO NOBODY HAVE TO KNOW THAT YO ASS DONE DIED
AND FOR 4 EASY PAYMENTS OF $12.99
YOU CAN GO MISSING TOO, DUMP YOU IN THE OCEAN
CALL FOR THE QUOTE IF YOU SICK OF BEING ALIVE
WE GON’ POP OUT WITH THE MOP, YOU CAN BET YO LAST DIME

GLOVES ON IN THE BLACK, STEEL TOE WITH THE STRAP
AND WE RUNNIN’ IN YO DOMICILE
EXTENDO ON THE MAC, HEAD TOE, ALL BLACK
AND WE READY FOR A HOMICIDE
1-800-IWANNADIE
JUST GIVE A CALL ANY FUCKIN’ TIME
WE GUARANTEE WE’LL BE THERE IN 5
STRAIGHT TO YO DOOR WITH THE FUCKIN’ FYE

GONDA:
ARE YOU TIRED OF BEIN’ A BROKE ASS BITCH THAT GOT NO HOES AND A SMALL DICK?
CALL 1-800-IWANNADIE AND GODHAND WILL COME AND TAKE CARE OF THAT FOR YO BITCH ASS

AND FOR 4 EASY PAYMENTS OF $10.99
WE CAN DROP YOU IN A VAT OF ACID OVERNIGHT
40% OFF FOR THE .50 CAL ROUND
IF YOU CALL NOW, $55 AND UP, GET A BIG DISCOUNT
SIDE EFFECTS MAY INCLUDE SUDDEN DEATH, BAD BREATH, AND DEPRESSION
IF YOU STAY ALIVE
RIGHT NOW, WE GOT A OPENING AT 9:45, SHOULD I PUT YOU DOWN?
SIGN HERE AND SEND IT TO MY LINE IF YOU TRYNA DIE
WE ACCEPT CASH, CHECK, CREDIT, AND YO EBT
$10.99 AND WE’LL PUT IT ON A DVD
AND SHIP IT TO YO FRIENDS AND FAMILY COMPLETELY FREE
IF YOU TRYNA SLEEP, CALL THE NUMBER YOU SEE ON THE SCREEN

MONGO & GONDA:
GLOVES ON IN THE BLACK (STEEL TOE WITH THE STRAP)
AND WE RUNNIN’ IN YO DOMICILE
EXTENDO ON THE MAC, HEAD TOE, ALL BLACK
AND WE READY FOR A HOMICIDE
1-800-IWANNADIE
JUST GIVE A CALL ANY FUCKIN’ TIME
WE GUARANTEE WE’LL BE THERE IN 5
STRAIGHT TO YO DOOR WITH THE FUCKIN’ FYE

1-800-IWANNADIE (PROD. FONY WALLACE)

LYRICS:

GONDA:
BITCH! HAHA!
IT’S GODHAND BACK IN THIS BITCH!
GONDA, MONGO, AND FONY WALLACE
HERE TO FUCK UP YA EARDRUMS, YA HEARD ME?
GODHAND!

MONGO:
STACK MY BREAD, COUNT MY DOUGH
BUSTA YOU ALREADY KNOW
G-O-D ON YO SCREEN, 
SERVIN’ ALL THESE GODDAMN FIENDS
COUNT MY CHIPS, FUCK MY BITCH
TRYNA GET ALL MY PATNAS RICH
G-O-D ON YO PHONE
WHO THE FUCK YOU TRIPPIN’ ON?

WHO THE FUCK YOU TRIPPIN’ ON?
MONGO, SFC, GET THE BIPPIN’ ON
COME TO THE CITY HOE, LOOK AT WHAT I’M SIPPIN’ ON
EVERY TIME YO BITCH IN THE AREA SHE HIT THE PHONE
I BEEN KNOWN TO GRIP THE POLE
GET HER IN THE SPOT WITHOUT A WORD, THAT’S A ROOKIE GOAL
IT’S THE HAND THAT SHE WANT IN HER PUSSYHOLE
YEAH, I HEARD THAT YOU WAS POPPIN’ BUT I COULD BE WRONG
PROBABLY IS
MONGO OFF THE THIZZ, AIN’T NO MOLLY BITCH
TWIRL AND HE DROP, AIN’T NO BOBBY BITCH, OBVIOUS
EVERYBODY AND THEY DIRTY MAMA TRYNA COPY THIS
NOW I’M OUT FOR BLOOD AND YO BLOCK LOOKIN’ THE OPPYEST
WHAT’S THE WORD? GET ‘EM PACKED OUT
ROLLIN’ THRU THE BURBS WITH MY STRAP OUT
FEEL LIKE A MARINE, GREEN BEAM CAUTERIZE YA SPLEEN, HOE
G-O-D-H-A-N-D THE TEAM HOE

STACK MY BREAD, COUNT MY DOUGH
BUSTA YOU ALREADY KNOW
G-O-D ON YO SCREEN, 
SERVIN’ ALL THESE GODDAMN FIENDS
COUNT MY CHIPS, FUCK MY BITCH
TRYNA GET ALL MY PATNAS RICH
G-O-D ON YO PHONE
WHO THE FUCK YOU TRIPPIN’ ON?

GONDA:
WHO THE FUCK YOU TRIPPIN’ ON?
562 TO THE 916, BIG STICKS
TUCKED IN MY TRUE RELIGION, FUCKIN’ WOMEN, SELLIN’ DOPE
I BEEN SINNIN’ BUT I KNOW THAT GOD GOT MY BACK THOUGH
I JUST NUTTED IN YO BITCH AND RAN RIGHT OUT THE BACK DOOR
SHE SAID “GONDA I LOVE YOU, MY MAN IS NOT ENOUGH”
FUCKIN’ WHITE, YELLOW, TAN, BROWN, AND THEM BLACK HOES
DON’T DISCRIMINATE WHEN I IMPREGNATE, I KNOCK’ EM UP
I’M A REAL PLAYA, FUCK A NAYSAYER
MIGHT GO TO THE BAY THEN LA LATER
I TOLD THE WAITER I NEED CHEDDAR CHEESE, GOUDA, PROVOLONE
I’M IN THE TRAP HOUSE LIKE EVERY DAY, THIS SHIT LIKE HOME ALONE
AIN’T TRYNA TALK UNTIL I SEE YOU CUZ THE POLICE ON THE PHONE
THIS HENNESSY LIKE HAMAS MISSILES, TAKE THAT SHIT RIGHT TO THE DOME
SHE GOT THAT TEMPUR-PEDIC MATTRESS, I MIGHT JUST RIP THE FOAM
YOU TALKIN’ STUPID, GRAB MY BELT, BITCH WHO THE FUCK YOU TRIPPIN’ ON?

MONGO & GONDA:
STACK MY BREAD, COUNT MY DOUGH
BUSTA YOU ALREADY KNOW
G-O-D ON YO SCREEN, 
SERVIN’ ALL THESE GODDAMN FIENDS
COUNT MY CHIPS, FUCK MY BITCH
TRYNA GET ALL MY PATNAS RICH
G-O-D ON YO PHONE
WHO THE FUCK YOU TRIPPIN’ ON?

GONDA:
WHO THE FUCK YOU TRIPPIN’ ON DUMBASS?
IT’S G-O-D-H-A-N-D
GODHAND!

YOU ALREADY KNOW (PROD. FONY WALLACE + YOUNGYANABU)

LYRICS:

MONGO:
AYYY!
GODHAND, GODHAND
AYYY!
GODHAND, GODHAND

WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
GOT YO BROTHER IN THE TRUNK
WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
GOT YO BITCH ON MY NUTS X2

WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
YOU KNOW MONGO ALWAYS STAY UP IN THE CUT
CATCHIN’ FADES IN THE BAY WITH MY CUZ
YO BROTHER CATCH A STRAY WHEN I PLAY WITH MY GUN
I’M A PSYCHOPATHIC TRIGGER HAPPY FREAK
HIT YO BITCH PHONE WHEN I GET THE PILLS THEN WE GEEK
GET UP IN IT GOOD EVERY NIGHT, EVERY WEEK
IF YOU KNOCKIN’ AT MY DOOR, HIT CTRL+ALT+DELETE
WHAT IT IS MUTHAFUCKA? WHAT IT BE?
I COULD LEAVE YOU BLEEDIN’ SLOW OUT IN THE STREET
WITH MY 9MM, NEED A M FOR THE FEAT
THAT’S A M FOR THE NAME, ON GO FOR THE CHEESE
KEEP IT G ON DA ROAD WITH MY DAWGS
PLAYIN’ PACKED OUT SHOWS LIKE THE WOODS, LIKE THE LOGS
YO BROTHER IS A SNITCH, IN THE BOOKS, IN THE LOGS
IMMA RUN OFF ON THE JAKES LIKE A GHOST IN THE FOG

WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
GOT YO BROTHER IN THE TRUNK
WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
GOT YO BITCH ON MY NUTS X2

GONDA:
WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
YOU KNOW IF IT’S UP THEN IT’S STUCK AND YOU SHIT OUTTA LUCK
I’M A G, O, YOU GON’ HAVE TO SIGN A NDA
TRYNA FUCK WITH GONDA, THROW YO PHONE IN THE SAFE
TOOK ALONDRA TO LAKEWOOD, DOWN TO THE 1
IF IT’S UP THEN IT’S STUCK LIKE SOME FUCKIN’ BUBBLEGUM
PULLED UP ON HIM AT THE GOLF COURSE, SHOOTIN’ PAR
BEAT HIM UP AND RAN HIM OVER WITH HIS OWN GOLF CART
RACK IT BACK LIKE BANG WITH THE MASK ON
BACK IN GRADE SCHOOL, ALL THE BITCHES USED TO PASS ON ME
NOW THEY HEAD DOWN, ASS UP, TRYNA GET SOME
TRYNA TAKE A PIC AT THE SHOW WHEN MY SET DONE
I SAID WHAT IT IS?
BUSSIN’ HELLA NUTS, I MIGHT HAVE A HUNNID KIDS
FUCK YOU TALKIN’ BOUT BITCH? NO ONE ASKED YOU
IMMA TELL IT HOW IT IS CUZ I HAVE TO

MONGO:
WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
GOT YO BROTHER IN THE TRUNK
WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
GOT YO BITCH ON MY NUTS X2

77.7 HAND OF GOD FM NO.1 (PROD. FONY WALLACE + ETC.)

godhandusa

Recent comments

2weeks

CURSEDIMAGE

StarGraves):

CURSEDIMAGE

Related tracks