On God ft. Tandy Lyrics

Funny ain't it

We bout to turn this bitch up

Kick out the niggas in the back who tryna run this bitch up

Who tryna keep up with us?

You think you fucking with us?

Put that on God nah man, they can't put that on em

Where you at?

We shook up the game now they ready to forfeit

Stuck to plan now

Stacked up my team now we running them long Blix

In love with the bitches with long heels

Only fucking with niggas with long bills

Better fall back cause they in the feels

Know they shoot to kill

Going bang bang know we tough to kill

Put that on God nah man they won't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they can't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they won't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they can't put that on em

Yeah preach to em Jay

Man a hard head make a soft ass

Guess who ain't getting they bitch back

Guess who ain't getting that whip back

Just swerved in the pussy getting whiplash

And they alway talking that shit man

Always talking about shit damn

Flipped on a nigga to a handstand

Think you flintstone me nigga bam bam

Man I can't stand

Transform me into Ben Ten

All you alien niggas I can't stand

They run up the post but they can't win

And I'm climbing the ropes tryna stack bands

Guess a jit stood tall with a kickstand with a kickstand with a

Put that on God nah man they won't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they can't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they won't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they can't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they won't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they can't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they won't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they can't put that on em

I put the world on my back

They go on and on with excuses

I got views different than yours, so I guess conversation is useless

All your two sense get ignored

All that nuisance getting old bitch

Scoot off in that foreign bitch two top on the floor

Aye

I put that shit on God or Allah its your choice

I got a whole state with me say they love my voice

I think I love you Tandy, I think I'm dodging you

I don't fuck with the planning, I sip my bottle juice

Juice

I don't want want all of you

Just like a part or two

Think I won't put it on you

I hit your mama too (too)

I count my dollars throwing shade, Ill catch a body dude

You bitches talk to much, don't want a problem move

I'll do that guava groove

Say fuck a money move

I know you heard it muthafucker miss your shot to shoot

Say you don't know us man your girl probably do

Well uhm yeah

Put that on God nah man they won't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they can't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they won't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they can't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they won't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they can't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they won't put that on em

Put that on God nah man they can't put that on em