Juice WRLD – ON GOD (feat. Young Thug) Lyrics

Juice WRLD – ON GOD (feat. Young Thug) Lyrics
ON GOD
Juice WRLD (feat. Young Thug)
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    "ON GOD." - Juice WRLD (feat. Young Thug)

    Album: Death Race For Love (Bonus Track Version)
    Track No: 18
    (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 ass, best believe that I'm gon' tap, baby
    I drive in the Jag crazy
    I crash that bitch daily
    Had to upgrade to a Mercedes (Aye)
    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 '80s (On God)
    Hardtop Mercedes (On God)
    I'm ridin' in a drop Mercedes (That's on God)
    Fuck all your opps, don't save 'em (That's on God)
    Just let the AK rearrange ya (That's on God)
    Fuck on a opp ****'s bitch on the daily (On God)
    Ball on a bitch, Tracy McGrady (That's on God)
    Throw B's up for the brazy (On God)
    I put the K in crazy (On God)
    I'm with No Limit, that's 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 the Simon say
    I'm 'bout to buy her the All-State
    I'ma fill up this bitch with some more shit
    Whatever, bitch, she a Barbie
    Brand new Chanels
    Don't look at the tag, baby
    I bought her ass, best believe that I'm gon' tap, baby
    I drive in the Jag crazy
    I crash that bitch daily
    Had to upgrade to a Mercedes (Aye)
    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 **** 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)
    Bitches from the Himalayas bringin' me bacon
    Gucci robes like masons, fuck her in a Bathing Ape apron
    My bitch foreign, I don't know where she from
    I ain't tryna be racist (On God)
    I don't fuck with ****, I'm racist, uh
    Get my dick sucked by a soul taker, 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-ass ****, 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 (DY Krazy)
    Yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah
    That's on God (DY Krazy)
    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 ass, best believe that I'm gon' tap, baby
    I drive in the Jag crazy
    I crash that bitch daily
    Had to upgrade to a Mercedes (Aye)
    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

    Writer(s): Jarad Higgins, Jeffrey Williams, Dwan Avery & Rex Kudo.

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