Songtext On god Moneybagg Yo

On god

Out here having my way get with me (speak)
Niggas ain't talking bout nun in the city
Standing on couches and standing on business (woo)
Niggas ain't cut like me I'm different (nope)
Stacks on deck count bread on the yacht (boat)
Rolling up za some dead in the gar (fhhhh)
Whip so big fit the bed in the car (skrt)
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 niggas put trust in a thot (pussy)
Way too tempting your feelings on God
Told the hoe watch how you touch me I'm 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 pay for protection on God

Broke nigga broke nigga
You a real joke nigga
I look like a dope dealer
Chain pull a hoe quicker
My niggas fly niggas real deal go getters
When I push a button I can't tell em stop
Been having work never punched on no clock
15 jumped off the porch with a Glock (facts)
Fuck all these niggas put F on the car (wheels)
Lil bitch so lucky she f'ing a star (ugh)
This shit can get serious gotta know if you with me
The life that I'm living get more than tricky
They come by the ten they come by the dozen
They come by the sister they come by the cousin
This Glock that I'm toting got a special effect
Button on the back make it hit like a tech (fhh fhh fhh fhh)
Button the back make it hit like a drum (brr)
Brr I know hear the alarm

Out here having my way get with me (speak)
Niggas ain't talking bout nun in the city
Standing on couches and standing on business (woo)
Niggas ain't cut like me I'm different (nope)
Stacks on deck count bread on the yacht (boat)
Rolling up za some dead in the gar (fhhhh)
Whip so big fit the bed in the car (skrt)
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 niggas put trust in a thot (pussy)
Way too tempting your feelings on God
Told the hoe watch how you touch me I'm 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 pay for protection on God

V-lax side I'm in a Maybach truck (skrt)
All white brick selling shirt tank cut
Pour a three inside of a gas station cup
Pour don't hold it lil nigga drink up (go)
Bought her some ass then bought her some titties (ugh)
First you was trash I made her saddity
Uhh Told her don't play with my pimping
I give her sweet dick like uncle willie (ugh)
I wanna know who she know before I hit her
Won't hesitate to cut her off I'm that nigga
You better be humble (why?)
I'll block your number the message you sent did not get delivered
They can't tell me shit my momma 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 nigga pure pussy (on God)

Out here having my way get with me (speak)
Niggas ain't talking bout nun in the city
Standing on couches and standing on business (woo)
Niggas ain't cut like me I'm different (nope)
Stacks on deck count bread on the yacht (boat)
Rolling up za some dead in the gar (fhhhh)
Whip so big fit the bed in the car (skrt)
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 niggas put trust in a thot (pussy)
Way too tempting your feelings on God
Told the hoe watch how you touch me I'm 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 pay for protection on God

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