Luyện nghe bài hát Goddess

Ain't this what y'all me for
You done pissed me off what is y'all for
Oh what? A white girl with a flow ain't been before
Bow down your knees get sore
Treat Neimans a grocery store
Selfridges get the same
Ask when we off on tour
Hopping out a fly whip "This ain't yours"
How famous can one get she get tired
One phone call make all the money get wired
Uh, spit that'll burn down an empire
20 deep in the Sprinter the Benz tires
hello when I breeze by ya
Make in ten months
I live off or retire (woo)
But I just won't
Tryna figure out which part of this you don't get huh

Lord, lemme if you got this
about prophets
It ain't no one man can us
Bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess, bow to a Goddess
It ain't no one man can us
Bow down to a
Goddess! Got it?

critics wondered if I had it in me
Now me to play friendly
But how the hell you play friendly when the mention of my name could a media frenzy
The cameras flash everywhere, make it to miss me
Lately I been 'til a psych ward commit me
any competition coming up against me
You think it's anything better, then come me
Until I'll be leading the race
So bow down, put knee to your face
I make wine outta water, turn rappers into martyrs
Set it off I-G-G in the place, uh
rapper, Goddess
Y'all a boring read like Digest
I could never see you like I skip through August
I'm thinkin' bout now be the time to start this

Lord, know if you got this
Preaching prophets
It ain't no one man can us
Bow down to a Goddess, bow to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess
It no one man can stop us
Bow to a Goddess

Put your in the sky
But only if you feel the
They wanna bury me alive but y'all real Gods never die
Put hands in the sky
But only if you the vibe
They wanna bury me alive but y'all know real never die

Lord, lemme if you got this
Preaching prophets
It no one man can stop us
Bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a
It ain't no one man can us
Bow down to a
Goddess! Got it?