On God - Brianna Perry

Yeah yeah

BP

On God

Ayy, I prayed for this, man

650 Benz in the back, yeah, on God

Burnin' through the bands, nigga, that part, on God

Richard Mille, clear face, new shit, put that on God

Party right here, nigga, blue strip, that on God

Got the pot jumpin', jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

Jumpin', jumpin', Kyrie with the pot, bitch

Jumpin', jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

You ain’t gotta wait, you can hate right now

Blow a whole bag in your face right now

Catfish money, need a printer

Couple shooters with me in a Sprinter

Chanel or Céline my dilemma

Fuck a nigga, on my Kylie Jenner

Bustin' 12 o’clocks on the back street

Runnin' through the paper like at track meet

And a black puppy in the backseat

Might give the pussy to an athlete

Please don’t offend me, beef turn to envy

Never had nothin' I blew 'fore this Bentley

So do not tempt me, brand new Givenchy

Bust on his face like Monica Lewinsky, woo

Dukes of Hazzard, hoppin' out the coupe

Nasty as I wanna be, I feel like Uncle Luke

Surf in my pool, bitch, pay your dues

Fuck up your red carpet in these Jimmy Choos

650 Benz in the back, yeah, on God

Burnin' through the bands, nigga, that part, on God

Richard Mille, clear face, new shit, put that on God

Party right here, nigga, blue strip, that on God

Got the pot jumpin', jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

Jumpin', jumpin', Kyrie with the pot, bitch

Jumpin', jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

You ain’t gotta wait, you can hate right now

Blow a whole bag in your face right now

Swagger Viagra, go hard on these niggas

Run through your paper like I’m Robin Givens

Told you get money but you hoes don’t listen

AMBER Alert 'cause my roof came up missin'

Cookin' that work, me no play in the kitchen

Lookin' like I’m Rachel Ray in that kitchen

Never let broke hoes fuck up your position

I had to learn that from Khloe and Tristan

Likes in my DM out to Cabo

Head game got him suicidal, ayy

Black and white Lambo, gelato, ayy

Gucci prints all on my Bible, ayy

Fuck up your mood, step on the blues

Dance with the money like I’m Victor Cruz

Cup spilleth over with the D’usse, ayy

In the Rolls-Royce spillin' Kool-Aid, ayy

650 Benz in the back, yeah, on God

Burnin' through the bands, nigga, that part, on God

Richard Mille, clear face, new shit, put that on God

Party right here, nigga, blue strip, that on God

Got the pot jumpin', jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

Jumpin', jumpin', Kyrie with the pot, bitch

Jumpin', jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

You ain’t gotta wait, you can hate right now

Blow a whole bag in your face right now