Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On Gawd, artist - THE homies. Date of issue: 29.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
On Gawd |
| On God, I would peel at your potato |
| 16 cookin', niggas feel like Bobby Flay, tho' |
| Yeah, I’m a fool, but I hardly ever play tho', yeah |
| Know you mad, your bitch probably smell like Play-Doh, yeah |
| On God, on a mission for the pesos |
| Think about it every single time I wake up, aye |
| Got off my ass, know I gotta bake a cake up |
| Hey I need a bag, know I got some shit to pay for, yeah |
| On God, I been on a different way up |
| Niggas floatin', I been in a different space, yeah |
| I been the one, I was rapping tenth grade |
| And my momma told me that I had to make a way, yeah |
| On God, all you niggas corny |
| Yeah we know you lie, you not with The Homies |
| Just like watching paint dry, most you niggas bore me, aye |
| If I don’t like the shit, might catch you niggas snoring, yeah, yeah |
| Despite these fucking high fees |
| Shine my light beam, brightly |
| Say I’m handsome, bitch I might be |
| I be fucking vibing, yeah I’m vibing |
| I be fucking vibing, yeah I’m vibing |
| And I put that on god, yeah |
| And I put that on god, yeah |
| And I put that on god, yeah |
| On God, aye, sometimes when I wake up |
| Pray to God that he help me get my cake up |
| In my bro’s whip, trying to scoop a paystub |
| On the low, making hits to get my rate up |
| Aye, that’s on God, this way I can’t fuck with fakers |
| Say they cool, then they wanna stick they face up |
| You just a bum looking for a quicker way up |
| Did you know your woman crush is on her way up |
| Aye, that’s on God, I don’t think you niggas safe, yeah |
| Just around one and they send one through your face, yeah |
| When I was young picked a school feel might have saved ya |
| Just know that hey gon' have my back, won’t leave no trace, yeah |
| On God, most you niggas phony |
| Say you one of mine, but you not The Homies |
| It’s like watching paint dry, most you niggas bore me |
| Aye, if I don’t like your shit bro, me and Quiiso snoring |
| Despite these fucking hypies |
| Shine my light beam, brightly |
| Say I’m handsome, bitch I might be |
| I be fucking vibing, yeah I’m vibing |
| I be fucking vibing, yeah I’m vibing |
| And I put that on god, yeah |
| And I put that on god, yeah |
| And I put that on god, yeah |