On God

District in the building and you know we back
Instrumental courtesy of Novyat
Dropped a fucking hit, you better run it back
This a “holy shit” moment like a Thundercat
On God
Shawty bend it over showing them thighs
All the homies balling so we went live
To stop me, you gon’ need about 10 guys
Potato on the barrel make you french fried
I’m spicy with the girls and you a wannabe
I’m so fucking high that nothing’s under me
Mother said depression want some company
Well, tell that motherfucker not to fuck with me
On God
Man, I’m chasing life no less than heavenly
Ran up, got the Dutches off of Beverly
Went around the corner, got the firepack
Niggas steady watching like we wiretapped
On God

Finna roll
Getting dough
For the record, you see it’s the O State
Niggas know
It’s the flow
Play the record, it’s me, so we okay

I remember days when we was broke up at the Costco
Now a nigga showing out at anywhere the thots go
You better off with tryna talk mono e mono
We syrup with the burner, that’s a roscoe at Roscoe’s

Shorty on the right, with the bae I’m chilling
See it in my mind, so I made my billions
Just a bit of luck, you see A wide grinning
Never gave a fuck ‘bout the hate while winning, but
I gave a loan, uh
He isn’t paying, uh
I’m off the edge
Little insane
You don’t remember, huh? That’s what you saying
Well uh, let’s take a trip down memory lane
I want it, I said I want it, I get the hunnids
So, fuck it, let’s the get the money, go tell ‘em run it
Anything you thinking that’s original, I done it
I’m a stand up guy, but don’t play, nothing’s funny

Finna roll
Getting dough
For the record, you see it’s the O State
Niggas know
It’s the flow
Play the record, it’s me, so we okay