ON GOD

Lyrics
[Intro] Hey [Chorus] Out here havin' my way, get with me (Speak) Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' in the city (No) Standin' on couches and standin' on business (Woo) Niggas ain't cut like me, I'm different (Nope) Stacks on deck, countin' bread on a yacht (Boat) Rollin' up 'za, somethin' dead in the 'gar Whip so big, fit a bed in the car (Skrrt) Drop a bag on 'em, I'm fed up with y'all (Go) Run a marathon, back-to-back, give me top (Ugh) You the type nigga put trust in a thot (Pussy) Way too tender, in yo' feelings, on God (Ha) Told the ho, "Watch how you touch me, I'm hot" (Hot) House so big, got a ten car garage This bitch is a demon, but treat me like God You never stood on no business for us, I nevеr paid for protection, on God [Verse 1] Broke nigga, broke nigga, you a rеal joke, nigga I look like a dope dealer, chain pull a ho quicker My niggas fly niggas, real deal go-getters When I push a button, I can't tell 'em stop (Hey) Been havin' work, never punched on no clock Fifteen, jumped off the porch with a Glock (Facts) Fuck all these niggas, put F on the car (Wheels) Lil' bitch so lucky she f'in a star (Ugh) This shit can get serious, got' know if you with me The life that I'm livin' get more than tricky They come by the ten, they come by the dozen They come by the sisters, they come by the cousins This Glock that I'm totin' got a special effect The button on the back make it hit like a TEC (Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt) The button on the back make it hit like a drum Brrt, I know you hear the alarm [Chorus] Out here havin' my way, get with me (Speak) Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' in the city (No) Standin' on couches and standin' on business (Woo) Niggas ain't cut like me, I'm different (Nope) Stacks on deck, countin' bread on a yacht (Boat) Rollin' up the 'za, somethin' dead in the 'gar Whip so big, fit a bed in the car (Skrrt) Drop a bag on 'em, I'm fed up with y'all (Go) Run a marathon, back-to-back, give me top (Ugh) You the type nigga put trust in a thot (Pussy) Way too tender, in yo' feelings, on God (Ha) Told the ho, "Watch how you touch me, I'm hot" (Hot) House so big, got a ten car garage This bitch is a demon, but treat me like God You never stood on no business for us, I never paid for protection, on God [Verse 2] V 'Lac, side up in a Maybach truck (Skrrt) All white bricks and the shirt tank, cut Poured a three inside of a gas station cup Pour it, don't hold it, lil nigga, drink up (Go) Bought her some ass, then bought her some titties (Ugh) First she was trash, I made her saditty Uh, told her don't play with my pimpin' I give her sweet dick like Uncle Willie (Ugh, ugh) I wanna know who she know 'fore I hit her Won't hesitate to cut her off, I'm that nigga You better be humble (Why?) I'll block your number, that message you sent, it did not get delivered They can't tell me shit, my mama didn't whoop me I ain't no killer, but please don't push me You had the drop and you missed, you a rookie ('Member?) I got the proof that you niggas pure pussy (On God) [Chorus] Out here havin' my way, get with me (Speak) Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' in the city (No) Standin' on couches and standin' on business (Woo) Niggas ain't cut like me, I'm different (Nope) Stacks on deck, countin' bread on a yacht (Boat) Rollin' up the 'za, somethin' dead in the 'gar Whip so big, fit a bed in the car (Skrrt) Drop a bag on 'em, I'm fed up with y'all (Go) Run a marathon, back-to-back, give me top (Ugh) You the type nigga put trust in a thot (Pussy) Way too tender, in yo' feelings, on God (Ha) Told the ho, "Watch how you touch me, I'm hot" (Hot) House so big, got a ten car garage This bitch is a demon, but treat me like God You never stood on no business for us, I never paid for protection, on God [Outro] (DrumGod) On God, on God On God, on God
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Credits
- Writers
- Moneybagg Yo
- DrumGod
- Dunk Rock