Lyrics God Complex - Istasha

God Complex

Came in with a bang lil bitch get fucked
You don’t wanna swang on the kid good luck
40 to my brain hollow tippin I’m tripping
Come get a witness cause this 40 right here I trust
Came in with a bang lil bitch get fucked
You don’t wanna swang on the kid good luck
40 to my brain hollow tippin I’m tripping
Come get a witness cause this 40 right here I trust
Young dirty cutter
Yeah my skin look like a battleground
Staring at the lock, pick a time
To come up in the house
Shawty wanna fuck but affection
Put you in the ground
Couple plastics bags and a tank
I won’t make a sound
I won’t say a fucking word
U ain’t listen anyway
Put you in the dirt
Or jus leave you in the alleyway
Bro he mixing chemicals
Now they going in my veins
Bitch I’m a guerrilla
Bloc black I’m renegade
Killer got a gun
Killer got a god complex
Killer got a gun
Killer got a god complex
Killer got a gun
Killer got a god complex
Killer got a gun
Killer got a god complex
Came in with a bang lil bitch get fucked
You don’t wanna swang on the kid good luck
40 to my brain hollow tippin I’m tripping
Come get a witness cause this 40 right here I trust
Came in with a bang lil bitch get fucked
You don’t wanna swang on the kid good luck
40 to my brain hollow tippin I’m tripping
Come get a witness cause this 40 right here I trust
Fuck what I’m digging
The shovels off and I’m done
You stay in parasite hours
Survive on lead from the gun
Oppressed to face that the barrels are leaking open not calm
And see your brain fail
This ain’t savant days, drain
When your left up, uh
Running it back on medicine, never set up
One with no face, but his chest up
Bout to see you wreck it like
Honestly not a bother in novelty
Shooting it over off like a javelin
Split open wigs like a pair of pins, inattention
Knock on the frame and the seams degraded (fuck)
Facing the cages your locked and faded
Fucking with no false light the stasis
Break open crack out the places
Sought it into pathos and lost in oasis
Turning over, bitch and then you’re back into your basics
Killer got a gun
Killer got a god complex
Killer got a gun
Killer got a god complex
Killer got a gun
Killer got a god complex
Killer got a gun
(Killer got a god complex)
(Killer got a gun)
(Killer got a god complex)
(Killer got a gun)
(Killer got a god complex)
(Killer got a gun)
Fuck what I’m digging
The shovels off and I’m done
You stay in parasite hours
Survive on lead from the gun
Oppressed to face that the barrels are leaking open not calm
And see your brain fail
This ain’t savant days