[PART I]

[Sample]
They say that falling in love is wonderful
It’s wonderful, so they say
(…That’s my girlfriend…)
They say that falling in love is wonderful
It’s wonderful, so they say

[Intro]
We back at this again, boy-o…
Oh my Gosh
Oh my Gosh
Oh my Gosh
God, God
God, God
You might be a God damn—

[Verse 1]
Fuck it man, I cannot say we are friends (Nah)
Put in too much time to do it again
My girl half Beyoncé
Your bitch look like Chauncey
Need to get your bills up
Ain’t nobody out here sorry for you
My name knows applause (That's true)
And I hold my own (I do)
Your name not recalled (Like who?)
And you drop the ball (My dude...)
My mirror image talking to me
“Homie, you just started
So how you killing shit
And you the life of the party?"

[Pre-Hook]
Oh my gosh, man
Oh my gosh, man
Oh my gosh, man
You must be a God man
Oh my gosh, man
Oh my gosh, man
Oh my gosh, man
You might be a God damn—

[Hook]
God, God
You might be a God damn—
God, God
You might be a God damn—

[Verse 2]
I don’t take this shit for granted
Man, I love when they in panic
At the disco claiming they song’s best
When ain't nobody dancing
Everybody standing candid
"Why they playing this again?"
Then they peeping that your style is weak
So now they playing me instead (Damn...)
Too hot, need an AC
Smoke veggie like Casey
You not down for an ounce
You might need replacing
Stay hungry like it’s Ramadan
’Til the beat comes and it’s ramen time
And I chow down, homie calm your palette
‘Fore you drown the Earth with all that fucking talent

[Pre-Hook]
Oh my gosh, man
Oh my gosh, man
Oh my gosh, man
You must be a God man
Oh my gosh, man
Oh my gosh, man
Oh my gosh, man
You might be a God damn—

[Hook]
God, God
You might be a God damn—
God, God
You might be a God damn—

[Break]
God, God
God, God
You might be a God damn—

[PART II]

[Interlude]
*telephone dial tone*
“I’m sorry, the person you are trying to reach
Has a voice mailbox that is not set up yet..."
You might be a God damn—

[Verse 3]
God, why do I break every promise I make?
God, why do I take so much time
Just to fix things that I’ll never need
Why do I hold on to people
That keep me from being me, beats me
God, why do I think that I’m you?
Why do I wake up on some days
And wonder if my life is wonderful?
Did you create us to spite you?
Why would you make us just like you?
If it’s so we could live forever
Then I gotta kill it for I get to heaven
Cause I gotta be immortalized
Fuck, I gotta be immortalized
Though there’s probably important things
I’m sure bling is where our morals lie
Or thereabouts, way too many things I think about
Like if we're controlling every single step
Or somebody else got it figured out
Gotta figure out—if I still approve of myself
If I’m still in love with the game
They said that falling in love would come with some pain
Well me and her are friends
Me and her are friends (Me and her are friends)
Me no play, no silver lining
I Christian Bale but want green like Pine
And my stars aligned, my future bright
I’m the greatest boy under 25 (Oh yeah!)
Prayers up for a young nigga who achieved this (Oh yeah!)
Prayers up for a young nigga who ain’t meet the jail (Oh yeah!)
Staring at the numbers, hoping that them shits elevate
Ho, that resumé looking hella great
Head game sound like ferricelli
But posture looking elegant
So entertain baby, entertain
Entertain, entertain, entertain, entertain
In her Klingbeils doing figure 8’s
Bent down looking like an A
So that relevé better decimate
Decimals, better stay away
Levitate, nigga levitate—levitate, lit, levitate
Entertain, nigga entertain
I’m worth every ducket that they paying me, whoo!

[Outro]
God...