On God (Explicit)-Elohim/Elizée

ON GOD (Explicit) - Juice WRLD/Young Thug Lyrics by：Jarad Higgins/Jeffrey Williams/Dwan Avery/Rex Kudo Composed by：Jarad Higgins/Jeffrey Williams/Dwan Avery/Rex Kudo 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