On God

[Chorus: Post Malone]

I might just steal your bitch, that's on god

I might pull up in that 6, that’s on god

All my homies off the shits, that's on god

All these bitches off the shits, that's on god

Ayy, ayy, that's on god (that's on god)

Ayy, that's on god

That’s on god, that's on god (that's on god)

[Verse 1: Post Malone]

I'ma score 40 something points

It doesn't matter if I'm coming off the bench

On God, on god

Melo when I'm ballin' like I'm ballin' for the motherfucking Knicks

On God, on god

We in this bitch and you know my homies flexing like a motherfucking bitch

On God, on god

I'm trying to get rich and fuck shit ain't really making anybody sit

On squad, on squad

I told him please I ain't got no time for no stuck up bitch

Sippin' on a 40 when I roll my swish

New Jordans like I'm J.R Smith

Cross Jordan hit a jumper on my A.I shit

I ain't fucking with a bitch she can pay my rent

Ray Allen like I'm Jesus that's all net

And my dad  Denzel like I'm heaven sent

[Chorus: Post Malone]

I might just steal your bitch, that's on god

I might pull up in that 6, that’s on god

All my homies off the shits, that's on god

All these bitches off the shits, that's on god

Ayy, ayy, that's on god (that's on god)

Ayy, that's on god

That’s on god, that's on god (that's on god)

[Verse 2: Bryce Hankins]

I put that on God and Jehova, on Allah

Stay 'bout my business 'cause I made a promise

If you M.I.A. then we come for your mama

I'm out in L.A. where they're chasin' them commas

If you got a problem, we'll fix it, my nigga

Hide on your roof just like Donner and Blitzen

Straight out of Texas, that wood grain we grippin'

The land of the sticky, Jemima, I'm sippin'

Oh that was your bitch? She leavin' with us

Forreally she really be feelin' me, bruh

I'm puttin' it down if you're pickin' it up

And I go for the two, one is never enough

I got my whole squad lookin' up to me now

Old bitches callin', they fuck with me now

New bitches callin', they fuck with me now

You hated me then, but you stuck with me now

[Chorus: Post Malone]

I might just steal your bitch, that's on god

I might pull up in that 6, that’s on god

All my homies off the shits, that's on god

All these bitches off the shits, that's on god

Ayy, ayy, that's on god (that's on god)

Ayy, that's on god

That’s on god, that's on god (that's on god)