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On god

On God
Your diamonds don't dance like this
You ain't got no soldiers takin' no chance like this
On God
Now ain't nobody triller than this
Go anywhere around the world, nobody realer than this
On God
I be nappin' in the Hamptons
I just got a architect to build a big ass mansion
On God
Now I'm ready for expansion
And my old bitch left me but I swear I'm so handsome

On God, I got in with the 9 millimeter
On God, I'm in the red Lamborghini, a two-seater
On God, I'm at hard-bottom seats ain't sneakers
I need a bad bitch, half ho, half diva
On God, it ain't ever been no bitch in me
I'm aggressive with these hoes, ain't no soft shit in me
Niggas know it's three-nine-seven plus three
At the top, who you see, shit
Me, me, and me
She wanna kick it after we fuck, I don't do kung-fu
If your friend'd bust down that'd mean you won too
If your friend bust down, that mean you won too
If I whip the dick out, bitch, what you gon' do?
I'm in the red coupe, I call it suu-woos
I got voices in my head like, "Suu-woo, suu-woo"
Don't believe the hype, these nigga lie in the booth
I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't lyin' to you

On God
Your diamonds don't dance like this
You ain't got no soldiers takin' no chance like this
On God
Now ain't nobody triller than this
Go anywhere around the world, nobody realer than this
On God
I be nappin' in the Hamptons
I just got a architect to build a big ass mansion
On God
Now I'm ready for expansion
And my old bitch left me but I swear I'm so handsome
On God

Life's a beach, hittin' licks like a lease
Gettin' licked like your teeth
Runnin' shit like the cleats
On your feet
Little bit'
Little bitch want the threesome
Run a threesome, then I'ma stab, no repeat
On G-O-D they on my B-O-D
I'm with the AOD, it's a G-O, here we go
I'm G double O-D, good, I'm a OG
Three, triple OG, hold it down, P-O-P
I can't stand a ho with no rhythm
I can't tell if the ass factual or fiction
I can't really tell if she twerkin' or twitchin'
How many of you hoes out there really Christians?
On God, have the fella pass the petition
Shorty learn to clean house like she pack for eviction
Learnin' for a class, or a cast, or audition
Change the forecast, throw the cash on a bitch

On God
Your diamonds don't dance like this
You ain't got no soldiers takin' no chance like this
On God
Now ain't nobody triller than this
Go anywhere around the world, nobody realer than this
On God
I be nappin' in the Hamptons
I just got a architect to build a big ass mansion
On God
Now I'm ready for expansion
And my old bitch left me but I swear I'm so handsome
On God

Big mansion, chicks dancin', uh
Prayed for it, and the shit happened, uh
Left Prada with 10 jackets, uh
Bed solid and I'm mismatchin', uh
Sick and tired of the chit-chattin', uh
I been ballin', this is just practice, uh
Blow 20, sorry Ms. Jackson, uh
Went West and I went platinum, on God
I'm back with my bro YG
To put you niggas in the pit, like deodorant be
I done came everything I was chosen to be
How I'm at the dinner party with Hova and B
'Cause I'm bustin' door-to-door like Jehovah with thieves
And now my whole family be rolling with me
Made my mom my accountant
Little brother got talent
And my Uncle T-Nice handle security

On God
Your diamonds don't dance like this
You ain't got no soldiers takin' no chance like this
On God
Now ain't nobody triller than this
Go anywhere around the world, nobody realer than this
On God
I be nappin' in the Hamptons
I just got a architect to build a big ass mansion
On God
Now I'm ready for expansion
And my old bitch left me but I swear I'm so handsome
On God

Pray for me, niggas love and hate me, bunch of Judas'
All this money make you evil, I won't give in to it
Imitate my lifestyle but they ain't been through it
Think you know my plays, re-route 'em, Cam Newton
Factory Patek, blood, sweat, tears, yes
Buy your mom a house, then we could talk then
I got four payroll, I'm the big man
Ten toes, never fold, stick to the plan
New mansion, gotta keep advancing
Outlandish, Maybach when I land it
Black bandit, run up in here, no manners
Gotta keep up with the pace like Indiana's
Leave 'em white in the face like the masked phantom
I'ma fuck her all night, 'til she can't stand up
Got the Bugatti and ran like the devil dancin'
And he keep tryna call, I won't answer

On God
Your diamonds don't dance like this
You ain't got no soldiers takin' no chance like this
On God
Now ain't nobody triller than this
Go anywhere around the world, nobody realer than this
On God
I be nappin' in the Hamptons
I just got a architect to build a big ass mansion
On God
Now I'm ready for expansion
And my old bitch left me but I swear I'm so handsome

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On God, I got in with the 9 millimeter
On God, I'm in the red Lamborghini, a two-seater
On God, I'm at hard-bottom seats ain't sneakers
I need a bad bitch, half ho, half diva
On God, it ain't ever been no bitch in me
I'm aggressive with these hoes, ain't no soft shit in me
Niggas know it's three-nine-seven plus three
At the top, who you see, shit
Me, me, and me
She wanna kick it after we fuck, I don't do kung-fu
If your friend'd bust down that'd mean you won too
If your friend bust down, that mean you won too
If I whip the dick out, bitch, what you gon' do?
I'm in the red coupe, I call it suu-woos
I got voices in my head like, "Suu-woo, suu-woo"
Don't believe the hype, these nigga lie in the booth
I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't lyin' to you

Life's a beach, hittin' licks like a lease
Gettin' licked like your teeth
Runnin' shit like the cleats
On your feet
Little bit'
Little bitch want the threesome
Run a threesome, then I'ma stab, no repeat
On G-O-D they on my B-O-D
I'm with the AOD, it's a G-O, here we go
I'm G double O-D, good, I'm a OG
Three, triple OG, hold it down, P-O-P
I can't stand a ho with no rhythm
I can't tell if the ass factual or fiction
I can't really tell if she twerkin' or twitchin'
How many of you hoes out there really Christians?
On God, have the fella pass the petition
Shorty learn to clean house like she pack for eviction
Learnin' for a class, or a cast, or audition
Change the forecast, throw the cash on a bitch

Big mansion, chicks dancin', uh
Prayed for it, and the shit happened, uh
Left Prada with 10 jackets, uh
Bed solid and I'm mismatchin', uh
Sick and tired of the chit-chattin', uh
I been ballin', this is just practice, uh
Blow 20, sorry Ms. Jackson, uh
Went West and I went platinum, on God
I'm back with my bro YG
To put you niggas in the pit, like deodorant be
I done came everything I was chosen to be
How I'm at the dinner party with Hova and B
'Cause I'm bustin' door-to-door like Jehovah with thieves
And now my whole family be rolling with me
Made my mom my accountant
Little brother got talent
And my Uncle T-Nice handle security

Pray for me, niggas love and hate me, bunch of Judas'
All this money make you evil, I won't give in to it
Imitate my lifestyle but they ain't been through it
Think you know my plays, re-route 'em, Cam Newton
Factory Patek, blood, sweat, tears, yes
Buy your mom a house, then we could talk then
I got four payroll, I'm the big man
Ten toes, never fold, stick to the plan
New mansion, gotta keep advancing
Outlandish, Maybach when I land it
Black bandit, run up in here, no manners
Gotta keep up with the pace like Indiana's
Leave 'em white in the face like the masked phantom
I'ma fuck her all night, 'til she can't stand up
Got the Bugatti and ran like the devil dancin'
And he keep tryna call, I won't answer