[Pre-Chorus - ?]
Bryson, you need to calm down

[Chorus - Bryson Gray]
Huh? What?
No Sir
I be going ham but I be eating kosher
Yeshua coming back, time is getting closer
Repent now 'cause you can't do it when it's over
Jesus take the wheel, he my chauffeur
Used to do the drink now I keep it sober
Blessings coming in but I'm not a boaster
God said warn the wicked and I tell Him for sure

[Verse 1 - Bryson Gray]
Ooh
Let me hit my dance
The Holy Spirit in me that's my hype man
The Father sent His son, that's His right hand
These idols they can't save you, I know Christ can
'Cause He the king
I don't pop no pills and I do not sip no lean
I don't smoke marijuana boy I'd rather keep it keep
These rappers drug addicts turning all these kids to fiends
Stop simping for these women that can't even cook or clean
Satan using music to influence, can't you tell?
When did all your favorite rappers start to paint their nails?
And they wearing dresses leading all our youth to Hell
Labels they not caring as long as the album sells
Listen, I gave the world something different
Don't care about your opinions, say that I'm judging
Say that I'm causing divison because I'm causing conviction
I am not lost with the pigeons
Slaying Satan and all of his minions
Lose it all, that's a cost for who risen
And I know they want me part of the system
[Pre-Chorus - ?]
You need to calm down

[Chorus - Bryson Gray]
Huh? What?
No Sir
I be going ham but I be eating kosher
Yeshua coming back, time is getting closer
Repent now 'cause you can't do it when it's over
Jesus take the wheel, he my chauffeur
Used to do the drink now I keep it sober
Blessings coming in but I'm not a boaster
God said warn the wicked and I tell Him for sure

[Verse 2 - Tyson James]
N- n- n- n- no sir
Tryna change the culture
Got the fruit I'm loopy dude, you can call me grocer
They call me a vulture
They call me a poser
I just think they mad I shine they light and I am solar
Ay, polar ice is melting, global warming got us hot
But that ain't global warming, homie, I think that is God
Our country is the worst but we point the finger abroad
Say "look at the Russians they busting everybody's chops"
But at least He got a plan though
Better get your ammo
Sometimes killing evil is a must, Mando
Coming like a thief upon the night, rando
Titanic going down, everybody playing the banjo
But listen, I'm a Christian on a mission, I don't care about tradition
I was in the gun shop, you should see my new addition
Can't wait for that gun pop, yeah that's for politicians
And I will never switch up on the mission, no sir
[Chorus - Bryson Gray]
Huh? What?
No Sir
I be going ham but I be eating kosher
Yeshua coming back, time is getting closer
Repent now 'cause you can't do it when it's over
Jesus take the wheel, he my chauffeur
Used to do the drink now I keep it sober
Blessings coming in but I'm not a boaster
God said warn the wicked and I tell Him for sure