On God I'm wit it
Like my gars stay lit
Lil baby can't ride the wave
Can't put ya ass in my seat
Back in the gym and got the bleach
Jumping like Jordan minus sneaks
We don't sub cuz we like to play word to the gang on me
I'm so conceited my ego could see in its own room
Sweepin the game and I brought brooms
3 times the fire on D-wade
They gon pay homage to my name
I'm just too busy for y'all lames
Bobby booshay more than Bruce Wayne
Still in all black with a loose chain
Capital I do it big mane
Cap in his bag it's a purchase
I need it all I think I deserve it
No worries whenever it come to these verses
The verdict not guilty or the case turn sherbet
Trust I'm in no hurry
Then post bond no Barry
Told you this shit could scary
No terry
Who knew that I'd float like a ferry
Most y'all sing like canaries
69 all on ferris
She looking up all the mirror
Honestly I was just curious
Now that the time has just past
You can dip from the pad
I just can't help it
Flexin on niggaz infectious
I get away with the extras
I do not care who is better
Tell em to bring a tape measure
I'm up by a mile
Foot on the pedal
Tank full of gas
Race to a check like 40 yard dash
Run thru ya bitch like I just found stash
This is hard work while you sleeping in class
So solely on principal
I do not depend on nobody
No individual
Unless you in the crew
So don't be surprised when you see me in public
And I gotta vibe like skeptical
Because most of these niggaz are faker than cubic sicony
Thas word the homies
Droppin jewels
Shinin like whoa beams
This for the whole team
Back for the whole thing
Blessings is on me
Level is high Geez
On God I'm wit it
Like my gars stay lit
Lil baby can't ride the wave
Can't put ya ass in my seat
Back in the gym and got the bleach
Jumping like Jordan minus sneaks
We don't sub cuz we like to play word to the gang on me
J. Capital - On God (feat. Darion Devon) Lyrics
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On God I'm wit it
Like my gars stay lit
Lil baby can't ride the wave
Can't put ya ass in my seat
Back in the gym and got the bleach
Jumping like Jordan minus sneaks
We don't sub cuz we like to play word to the gang on me
I'm so conceited my ego could see in its own room
Sweepin the game and I brought brooms
3 times the fire on D-wade
They gon pay homage to my name
I'm just too busy for y'all lames
Bobby booshay more than Bruce Wayne
Still in all black with a loose chain
Capital I do it big mane
Cap in his bag it's a purchase
I need it all I think I deserve it
No worries whenever it come to these verses
The verdict not guilty or the case turn sherbet
Trust I'm in no hurry
Then post bond no Barry
Told you this shit could scary
No terry
Who knew that I'd float like a ferry
Most y'all sing like canaries
69 all on ferris
She looking up all the mirror
Honestly I was just curious
Now that the time has just past
You can dip from the pad
I just can't help it
Flexin on niggaz infectious
I get away with the extras
I do not care who is better
Tell em to bring a tape measure
I'm up by a mile
Foot on the pedal
Tank full of gas
Race to a check like 40 yard dash
Run thru ya bitch like I just found stash
This is hard work while you sleeping in class
So solely on principal
I do not depend on nobody
No individual
Unless you in the crew
So don't be surprised when you see me in public
And I gotta vibe like skeptical
Because most of these niggaz are faker than cubic sicony
Thas word the homies
Droppin jewels
Shinin like whoa beams
This for the whole team
Back for the whole thing
Blessings is on me
Level is high Geez
On God I'm wit it
Like my gars stay lit
Lil baby can't ride the wave
Can't put ya ass in my seat
Back in the gym and got the bleach
Jumping like Jordan minus sneaks
We don't sub cuz we like to play word to the gang on me
Like my gars stay lit
Lil baby can't ride the wave
Can't put ya ass in my seat
Back in the gym and got the bleach
Jumping like Jordan minus sneaks
We don't sub cuz we like to play word to the gang on me
I'm so conceited my ego could see in its own room
Sweepin the game and I brought brooms
3 times the fire on D-wade
They gon pay homage to my name
I'm just too busy for y'all lames
Bobby booshay more than Bruce Wayne
Still in all black with a loose chain
Capital I do it big mane
Cap in his bag it's a purchase
I need it all I think I deserve it
No worries whenever it come to these verses
The verdict not guilty or the case turn sherbet
Trust I'm in no hurry
Then post bond no Barry
Told you this shit could scary
No terry
Who knew that I'd float like a ferry
Most y'all sing like canaries
69 all on ferris
She looking up all the mirror
Honestly I was just curious
Now that the time has just past
You can dip from the pad
I just can't help it
Flexin on niggaz infectious
I get away with the extras
I do not care who is better
Tell em to bring a tape measure
I'm up by a mile
Foot on the pedal
Tank full of gas
Race to a check like 40 yard dash
Run thru ya bitch like I just found stash
This is hard work while you sleeping in class
So solely on principal
I do not depend on nobody
No individual
Unless you in the crew
So don't be surprised when you see me in public
And I gotta vibe like skeptical
Because most of these niggaz are faker than cubic sicony
Thas word the homies
Droppin jewels
Shinin like whoa beams
This for the whole team
Back for the whole thing
Blessings is on me
Level is high Geez
On God I'm wit it
Like my gars stay lit
Lil baby can't ride the wave
Can't put ya ass in my seat
Back in the gym and got the bleach
Jumping like Jordan minus sneaks
We don't sub cuz we like to play word to the gang on me
Writer: Darion Galloway, Joseph Daniel
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid