Tabernacle

KE on the track
 Saga babe
 Love a motherfucking saga babe
 Yeah, thot, thot, thot, babe, hey
 Ho, ho, ho, ho, bitch, bitch, bitches
 I don't need no bitch, I gon' still get all my riches
 I'm with these C's, firing shots out to Glizzy
 I'm true to my religion, 50 grand in the back of my britches
 I'm like woah, woah, woah, woah, live from the tabernacle
 I'm like woah, woah, woah, woah, live from the tabernacle
 I'm like woah, woah, woah, woah, I'm live from the tabernacle
 I'm like woah, woah, woah, woah, I'm live from the tabernacle, hey
 Young Thug, got plenty of drugs
 I'm friendly without me mug
 I'm with my crew, we'll fuck you up
 Can't keep me in trouble
 I'ma up in Los Vegas, I need hoes, gotta call her double
 A-all my young niggas shit, they fallin' off fast, yes sir, I love her
 Act like we on the move, and knock on the money yes sir, I'm a cover
 Yes you make our hand shoes bag
 Bi-bitch, you know they custom
 Thug-thuggr, baby
 T-H-U-G-G-R, kiss a nigga bitch perfect, no CPR
 Old hunnids up on me, DVR
 Bitch seen them bands less, A-J-A-R
 Ho, ho, ho, ho, bitch, bitch, bitches
 I don't need no bitch, I gon' still get my riches
 I'm with these C's, firing shots out to Glizzy
 I'm true to my religion, 50 grand in the back of my britches
 I'm like woah, woah, woah, woah, live from the tabernacle
 I'm like woah, woah, woah, woah, live from the tabernacle
 I'm like woah, woah, woah, woah, I'm live from the tabernacle
 I'm like woah, woah, woah, woah, I'm live from the tabernacle
 We don't shoot buckshot, we like them slugs
 Everybody die tonight, bitch except for us
 And you know I'm not a crip
 But I gave that bitch a C so she suck my cock
 You know when I'm mad it's a set line for your bitch today
 But a .40 extendo needs skinny jeans, no bitch and lil' body
 My all out players say if you play
 Cah him gon' leave more stains than the OJ murder scene
 Pullin', pullin' up extra clean
 I can't do no tug of war lil' nigga, you not in my league
 There is no comparison, you're a real rat like master splinter
 I'm not Gucci, burr, burr, burr, burr, burr
 That's the sound of my trunk, I got birds inside of there, yeah
 Ho, ho, ho, ho, bitch, bitch, bitches
 I don't need no bitch, I gon' still get my riches
 I'm with these C's, firing shots out to Glizzy
 I'm true to my religion, 50 grand in the back of my britches
 I'm like woah, woah, woah, woah, live from the tabernacle
 I'm like woah, woah, woah, woah, live from the tabernacle
 I'm like woah, woah, woah, woah, I'm live from the tabernacle
 I'm like woah, woah, woah, woah, I'm live from the tabernacle
 Thot, thot, babe, thot, thot, babe
 Th-thot, thot, babe, thot, thot, babe
 Thot, thot, babe, thot, thot, babe