Tha God Fahim
Don’t Worry
[Intro]
Uh-huh uh-huh, uh-huh uh-huh
Dump Gawd
Uh-huh uh-huh
Yo, God, hit me with that style
Don't worry, my n***a, I'm 'bout to do it right now!
Yo, God, hit me with that style
Don't worry, my n***a, I'm 'bout to do it right now

[Verse]
Boombox, everything that goes up must soon drop
Lift the pump and shot him out his tube socks, boom blocks
You say you smokin' moon rocks? You a goon, akh?
You could get your whole school shot (tz-z-z-z-za)
Aspirin is low, you askin' for mo'
Catch me at the Starbucks askin' for joe
I'm that n***a that mastered the flow
But you the n***a that ask for it, though
Your half-ass style, the fans ask for a pro
I spit bars so hard, you gotta ask for your hoe
I say we need more ways to grow
I chop off your foot, now you can ask for your toe
Hoe