On God ft. AlloraShaé Lyrics

Yea yea

On God

Yea yea

I'm in a bag of my own

Thought you were setting the tone but your off key

Man this high that I'm on

Ain't got a damn thing to do with THC

This dat third degree, no hyperbole

Fuck a backboard, you can bank on me

You don't want no problems, my assassins creed

Ain't a game nigga, no PS3

Or four or five, when ya boi collide

Wit this instrumental, Instant homicide

Spit dat gas nigga, come get high and vibe

On these monkey bars and enjoy the slide

I been down to ride, where the keys

Never hung wit rats but we chase the Gouda, Pepper Jack, Provolone, and Chedder Cheese

I'm talking working hard

Rolling up my sleeves

When you hear dat YIKEXXX then you know it's G

Knock like 30 subs in a submarine

Young slick nigga call him oil sheen

Automatic, tiger putting on the green

Serve the base heads talking music fiends

I'm da plug nigga, da fuck you mean

Swear that it was all a dream

Ever since a nigga BIG was reading word up magazine

On god

On god

Swear I do this shit, for the crew and shit

On god

Yea yea

On god

Go head take a sip, don't alcoholic trip

On god

On god

Lyrical AK clips, we gone let'em rip

On god

Yea yea

On god

I know you heard iron sharpens iron

Yeah

Well you lookin dull and defiant

You niggas ain't fucking wit me

Nahh

You couldn't survive in my climate

A tyrant, I'm liable to go on a riot

Wreaking havoc is second nature

I cremate a hater, spit the swords of a Ginsu like candy

Cut ya ass now and later

This dat water vapor, mold inside ya basement

I was out the game

Just got my reinstated

Cut some people off, disrespect was blatant

They were moving foul, talkin hella flagrant

I been hella patient

Sit back and relax watch the fruits of my labor unfold

Just take a look in my soul

The lyrical blood diamonds found are worth more than gold

Nigga when I kick my shit

I Bruce Lee dat bitch

Ima stay true

Never Nintendo Switch

Can you dig it

Like a mafuckin eight foot ditch

Coming live from North Carolina

Bull City bitch

Can't scratch this itch

Had a couple niggas cancel there own song

There verses were lukewarm

Askin for a feature

Mafucka, you've been warned

Come correct

Man you know what da flow on

Oh god

On god

Swear I do this shit, for the crew and shit

On god

Yea yea

On god

Go head take a sip, don't alcoholic trip

On god

On god

Lyrical AK clips, we gone let'em rip

On god

Yea yea

On god

I Ben grinding

Nigga, bone grizzle

Tryna do it B.I.G no smalls

Continental, simple

I been grinding

Nigga, bone grizzle

Tryna do it B.I.G no smalls

Continental, simple

I been grinding

Nigga, bone grizzle

Tryna do it B.I.G no smalls

Continental, simple

I been grinding

Nigga, bone grizzle

Tryna do it B.I.G no smalls

Continental, simple

Oh god

On god

Swear I do this shit, for the crew and shit

On god

Yea yea

On god

Go head take a sip, don't alcoholic trip

On god

On god

Lyrical AK clips, we gone let'em rip

On god

Yea yea

On god