Lyrics Lil Tracy – God Knows

Tracy Minaj, hahaha
Tracy Minaj, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, god knows, god knows

I should teach you how to dress, you look a mess (you look a mess)

God knows I’ma die rich (I’ma die rich)
God knows I spend your rent on a fuckin’ fit (on a fuckin’ fit)
God knows that that’s me that’s behind them tints (skrt, skrt)
God knows (god knows), god knows (god knows)
Yeah, blonde hair, Moncler, sippin’ Perrier (Perrier)
Her Pussy clean, no hair, eat it like a pear
Rockstar mentality, I swear I don’t care (I don’t care)
I swear I don’t care, yeah

I should teach you how to dress, you look a mess (you look a mess)
I’m a king, I make moves just like chess (I’m a king, yuh)
I stole your bitch, I plead guilty, I confess (bitch I’m guilty)
I’m on top of the food chain, I’m a T-Rex (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
God knows I’ma die rich (you look a mess)
God knows I spend your rent on a fuckin’ fit (I’m a king)
God knows that that’s me that’s behind them tints (I confess)
God knows, god knows (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)