Climate Change

Uh-huh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Ah-oh, woah, ah-oh, woah

Hey, hey, hey (woah)

Climate change, don't need lanes, I need God

I make the sauce, I mean, yeah, 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, yeah, glory to God

Give me the turn, watch it all burn, litty, yeah

On my bros, on my lord, we won't stop

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, huh, climate change not my fault, yeah

Try and stop all my sauce

I cannot fake, this is too late, home of the saint, yeah, yeah

How many cars, how many broads do fill your heart? Yeah, yeah

Off in the deep end, what is you seekin'?

Boy, is you geekin'? We not so heathen, yeah

Devil wanna dance all night, had to quickscope on sight

Oh, you thought we was gon' fight? Oh-woah, yeah

Climate change, don't need lanes, I need God

I make the sauce, I mean, yeah, 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, yeah, glory to God

Give me the turn, watch it all burn, litty, yeah

On my bros, on my lord, we won't stop

I'm like ooh, gang, huh, I never had no pops, woah

Ooh, huh, gang, huh, now I gotta get to the top, woah

Ooh, huh, gang, huh, I'm feelin' myself

I had to go and count these buckets

They count me out 'cause now I'm stuntin', woah, ayy

Dade, we pull out the stick, oh

Gawvi said go let it hit, oh

Gawvi said get 'em, I got 'em, oh

I know the opps, yeah, I spot 'em, oh, huh

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, huh, yeah

Fight that fight for me, ayy

Haters gon' hate like woo

Shake 'em off like this, uh

I curve that shone like err

Climate change, don't need lanes, I need God

I make the sauce, I mean, yeah, 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, yeah, glory to God

Give me the turn, watch it all burn, litty, yeah

On my bros, on my lord, we won't stop

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

Talkin' wild while the family ball

Ayy, 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 mil'

I feel your pain, forget the fame

I feel the flames, known from the climate change, who run it? (woah)

Climate change, don't need lanes, I need God

I make the sauce, I mean, yeah, glory to God

Give me the turn, watch it all burn, litty, yeah

On my bros, on my lord, we won't stop

We won't stop

Heathen