ON GOD (feat. B. Cole)

On God Niggas scared to see my squad And it's on God I hang with niggas from the block And it's on God Might have running to ya moms And it's on God That we yelling fuck the Opps I can't let no fake niggas Come and throw that dirt upon the gang I be cruising round my city Blowin funk and kicking game You be scared to press the issue Ain't no weight upon that thang I be rolling and it's with me If they disrespect the name The name is Cavaiani And I might just catch that body if they try the homi I live my life as if no weapon formed could ever harm me Some might call it godly I just call it LU Better CC if there's Info on me I just told a bitch nigga at me with his whole entire chest Or we treat it like it's treasure Hit that spot till nothing left It's best you keep ya lane unless you wanna lose ya rep But you better use ya blinker if you coming from my left Cause I'm go mode Pushing 4 doors to the floor dawg Every nigga wanna play the game till it's 6points on the score board I'm just out here doing me Tryna keep it G Like a rack dawg Snakes be all in the grass But I keep it low So I can watch those It's Cavai On God Niggas scared to see my squad And it's on God I hang with niggas from the block And it's on God Might have running to ya moms And it's on God That we yelling fuck the Opps On God Niggas scared to see my squad And it's on God I hang with niggas from the block And it's on God That we yelling fuck the cops And it's on God We might pull up to ya spot On God Blew the bag Out a Hunnid bands Nigga it's On God Imma get it back Put the hemi on the Forgee's Simple ass bitches say I rented that Big money Getting free bands Broke niggas still stuck in the trap Light traffic on the clubhouse But I'm verified on the Cashapp I get the paper The digits No Internet capping We winning On God We making moves in the trenches You niggas stay stuck on ya pivot On God Middle finger to the oops nigga When we see em We hitting On God 2700 east side nigga Chopper the district East side 40 cal And it go bow Hit 'em where they can feel it I set the dripp trends Now these pussy niggas tryna steal it Fuck all the Twitter talking You can find Cole where the bill is Muscle cars With the sharp bars CMC on the fitted On God On God Niggas scared to see my squad And it's on God I hang with niggas from the block And it's on God Might have running to ya moms And it's on God That we yelling fuck the Opps