ON GOD

DY Krazy

Uh oh

Oh oh oh

Oh oh

Oh oh oh

Brand new Chanels

Don't look at the tag baby

I bought her a** best believe that I'm gon' tap baby

I drive in the Jag crazy

I crash that b***h daily

Had to upgrade to a Mercedes

Ayy

I made a bag baby

Yeah

I made a bag baby

On God

I made a bag baby

On God

I made a bag baby

On God

I'm in my bag

On God

I drive it real fast baby

On God

Mercedes Benz

On God

I'm in my bag baby

I'm in first class baby

On God

You in last baby

On God

I'm a 90's baby

But I cook that shit from the 80's

On God

Hardtop Mercedes

On God

I'm ridin' in a drop Mercedes

That's on God

F**k all your opps don't save 'em

That's on God

Just let the AK rearrange ya

That's on God

F**k on a opp n***a's b***h on the daily

On God

Ball on a b***h Tracy McGrady

That's on God

Throw B's up for the brazy

On God

I put the K in crazy

On God

I went No Limit dance on the daily

On God

That choppa turn ya like pages uh

On God

Headshot your face lookin' crazy uh

On God

Did I say cray I meant brazy uh

I got four pockets with lettuce

We 'bout to show 'em who the best is

I need an ambulance up in the nosebleeds

I designed her lil' body she a trophy

And she do what designer say

I'm 'bout to buy her the All-State

I'ma fill up this b***h with some more shit

Whatever b***h she a Barbie

Brand new Chanels

Don't look at the tag baby

I bought her a** best believe that I'm gon' tap baby

I drive in the Jag crazy

I crash that b***h daily

Had to upgrade to a Mercedes

Ayy

I made a bag baby

Yeah

I made a bag baby

On God

I made a bag baby

On God

I made a bag baby

On God

I'm in my bag

On God

I drive it real fast baby

On God

Mercedes Benz

On God

I'm in my bag baby

I'm not God baby

On God

I don't forgive baby

On God

My n***as in your crib baby

On God

They go real brazy

That's on God

I'ma pull up in the latest

On God

Matte black you know that I painted it

On God

New millennium totin' the stainless

On God

Got a red beam for long ranges yeah

On God on God on God

I got savage ways On God

I got baddie babes

That's on God

I got me the swings No cap on God

All I'm bringin' in No cap on God

Yeah Uh

The way you lied to me is too fugazi

On God

No magazine shells fade away

Uh

I'm in Japan with an Asian persuasion

Yeah on God

B***hes from the Himalayas bringin' me bacon

Gucci robes like masons f**k her in a Bathing Ape apron

My b***h foreign

I don't know where she from I ain't tryna be racist

On God

I don't f**k with n***as I'm racist uh

Get my dick sucked by a soultaker uh

I told her I just want the top

Your clothes don't even take it off

That's on God

I'm Paul Walker when I'm takin' off

I'm fast and furious on you hoes

On God

Unlike you broke-a** n***as I actually achieve my goals

That's on God

I'm 'bout to ride I'll add her name in my tats

I'm too good up to ever disguise I get fed up after runnin' 'round yeah

I gotta try it I done pulled her panties to the side

Got four closets for my child I got even more for my wife

Yeah yeah

Yeah that's on God

That's on God

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

That's on God

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

That's on God that's on God

That's on God that's on God that's on

Brand new Chanels

Don't look at the tag baby

I bought her a** best believe that I'm gon' tap baby

I drive in the Jag crazy

I crash that b***h daily

Had to upgrade to a Mercedes

Ayy

I made a bag baby

Yeah

I made a bag baby

On God

I made a bag baby

On God

I made a bag baby

On God

I'm in my bag

On God

I drive it real fast baby

On God

Mercedes Benz

On God

I'm in my bag baby