On God (feat. Tandy)

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
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