ON GAWD (feat. Mahal & Birzrk)
That's the side that i'm on
Rocking with the Louis' V that's on god
I might touch your home
N*gga play then we gon' murk him on god
We them guys, that's no lie
No disguise, no surprise
Fuck n*gga died
If he tried to play, send a n*gga on his way!
(Oh Yeah!)
Fuck n*gga play then he gone (yeah, yeah)
I'm gonna walk down on these n*ggas inside of these god damn Ramones
(Ya, Ya)
I bet this glock is gon' take off his dome (dome)
I bet this bullet disintegrate all of his bones
(all of his bones)
(Rocking with the Louis' V that's on god)
Yeah them bullets disintegrate all of his bones
And you know me, you know, I just be toting that pole
N*ggas talk shit we getting him gone
Fucking his hoe she begging for more
Yeah she tripping she know that she wrong
Don't got no money, lil bro you a drone
I'm kicking with twin and we throwing them 4s
Fuck all these n*ggas i'm fucking on hoes
High as a kite and i'm smoking on dope
That boy keep on talking, tell him "Shut the fuck up!"
Shoot any gun, tell em' that's what i'm on
This choppa is chrome and ill shoot till its gone'
That's the side that i'm on
Rocking with the Louis' V that's on god
I might touch your home
N*gga play then we gon' murk him on god
We them guys, that's no lie
No disguise, no surprise
Fuck n*gga died
If he tried to play, send a n*gga on his way!
(Oh Yeah!)
send a n*gga on his way!
(Oh Yeah!)
send a n*gga on his way!
(Oh Yeah!)
Rocking with the Louis' V that's on god
I might touch your home
N*gga play then we gon' murk him on god
We them guys, that's no lie
No disguise, no surprise
Fuck n*gga died
If he tried to play, send a n*gga on his way!
(Oh Yeah!)
Fuck n*gga play then he gone (yeah, yeah)
I'm gonna walk down on these n*ggas inside of these god damn Ramones
(Ya, Ya)
I bet this glock is gon' take off his dome (dome)
I bet this bullet disintegrate all of his bones
(all of his bones)
(Rocking with the Louis' V that's on god)
Yeah them bullets disintegrate all of his bones
And you know me, you know, I just be toting that pole
N*ggas talk shit we getting him gone
Fucking his hoe she begging for more
Yeah she tripping she know that she wrong
Don't got no money, lil bro you a drone
I'm kicking with twin and we throwing them 4s
Fuck all these n*ggas i'm fucking on hoes
High as a kite and i'm smoking on dope
That boy keep on talking, tell him "Shut the fuck up!"
Shoot any gun, tell em' that's what i'm on
This choppa is chrome and ill shoot till its gone'
That's the side that i'm on
Rocking with the Louis' V that's on god
I might touch your home
N*gga play then we gon' murk him on god
We them guys, that's no lie
No disguise, no surprise
Fuck n*gga died
If he tried to play, send a n*gga on his way!
(Oh Yeah!)
send a n*gga on his way!
(Oh Yeah!)
send a n*gga on his way!
(Oh Yeah!)
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Williams, Aaron Anderson, Justin Oby
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