Juice Wrld - On God lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] DY Krazy Uh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh, oh [Pre-Chorus: Juice WRLD] Brand new Chanels Don't look at the tag, baby I bought her a**, best believe that I'm gon' tap, baby I drive in the Jag crazy I crash that b**h daily Had to upgrade to a Mercedes (Ayy) [Chorus: Young Thug & Juice WRLD] I made a bag, baby (Yeah) I made a bag, baby (On God) I made a bag, baby (On God) I made a bag, baby (On God) I'm in my bag (On God) I drive it real fast, baby (On God) Mercedes Benz (On God) I'm in my bag, baby [Verse 1: Juice WRLD & Young Thug] I'm in first cla**, baby (On God) You in last, baby (On God) I'm a 90's baby But I cook that sh** from the 80's (On God) Hardtop Mercedes (On God) I'm ridin' in a drop Mercedes (That's on God) f** all your opps, don't save 'em (That's on God) Just let the AK rearrange ya (That's on God) f** on a opp n***a's b**h on the daily (On God) Ball on a b**h, Tracy McGrady (That's on God) Throw B's up for the brazy (On God) I put the K in crazy (On God) I went No Limit dance on the daily (On God) That choppa turn ya like pages, uh (On God) Headshot your face lookin' crazy, uh (On God) Did I say cray? I meant brazy, uh I got four pockets with lettuce We 'bout to show 'em who the best is I need an ambulance up in the nosebleeds I designed her lil' body, she a trophy And she do what designer say I'm 'bout to buy her the All-State I'ma fill up this b**h with some more sh** Whatever, b**h, she a Barbie [Pre-Chorus: Juice WRLD] Brand new Chanels Don't look at the tag, baby I bought her a**, best believe that I'm gon' tap, baby I drive in the Jag crazy I crash that b**h daily Had to upgrade to a Mercedes (Ayy) [Chorus: Young Thug & Juice WRLD] I made a bag, baby (Yeah) I made a bag, baby (On God) I made a bag, baby (On God) I made a bag, baby (On God) I'm in my bag (On God) I drive it real fast, baby (On God) Mercedes Benz (On God) I'm in my bag, baby [Verse 2: Juice WRLD & Young Thug] I'm not God, baby (On God) I don't forgive, baby (On God) My n***as in your crib, baby (On God) They go real brazy (That's on God) I'ma pull up in the latest (On God) Matte black, you know that I painted it (On God) New millennium, totin' the stainless (On God) Got a red beam for long ranges, yeah (On God, on God, on God) I got savage ways (On God) I got baddie babes (That's on God) I got me the swings (No cap, on God) All I'm bringin' in (No cap, on God) Yeah (Uh) The way you lied to me is too fugazi (On God) No magazine shells fade away (Uh) I'm in Japan with an Asian persuasion (Yeah, on God) b**hes from the Himalayas bringin' me bacon Gucci robes like masons, f** her in a Bathing Ape apron My b**h foreign I don't know where she from, I ain't tryna be racist (On God) I don't f** with n***as, I'm racist, uh Get my dick s**ed by a soultaker, uh I told her I just want the top Your clothes, don't even take it off (That's on God) I'm Paul Walker when I'm takin' off I'm fast and furious on you hoes (On God) Unlike you broke-a** n***as, I actually achieve my goals (That's on God) I'm 'bout to ride, I'll add her name in my tats I'm too good up to ever disguise, I get fed up after runnin' 'round, yeah I gotta try it, I done pulled her panties to the side Got four closets for my child, I got even more for my wife [Bridge: Juice WRLD] Yeah, yeah Yeah, that's on God That's on God DY Krazy Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah That's on God DY Krazy Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah That's on God, that's on God That's on God, that's on God, that's on... [Pre-Chorus: Juice WRLD] Brand new Chanels Don't look at the tag, baby I bought her a**, best believe that I'm gon' tap, baby I drive in the Jag crazy I crash that b**h daily Had to upgrade to a Mercedes (Ayy) [Chorus: Young Thug & Juice WRLD] I made a bag, baby (Yeah) I made a bag, baby (On God) I made a bag, baby (On God) I made a bag, baby (On God) I'm in my bag (On God) I drive it real fast, baby (On God) Mercedes Benz (On God) I'm in my bag, baby