Wit' the dawgs and we trappin' til the sunrise
All night I count up bands, tryna make it right
Rest In Peace, to the ones, that went ride or die
Don't tell me, that you love me if you ain't gon' slide
I'ma ball out every season, if it's day or night
I can't f*ck with all these bitches 'cause they switchin' sides
I'ma count these commas then I give some to my guys
And that's on god, I won't up give up until I'm not alive
I'm workin' hard and I'm never gon' quit
All of my commas gon' go to my kids
And it feels good havin' ice on my wrist
I'll never fall, no, I'm gonna stay lit
Rockin' Commes de Garcon on my drip
Just bought a Louis V belt for my hip
Never hear anyone talkin' that shit
'Cause they know best not to play with the kid
While I'm tryna ball, you tryna have fun
I'm tryna rack up a mil in a month
Too many fakes I don't know who to trust
Take that shit out 'cause I don't give a f*ck
I'm lookin' down 'cause you know I'm above
All of these bitches who don't got no love
Shoutout my dawgs that are still on the run
If life is a lottery you know I won
Wit' the dawgs and we trappin' til the sunrise
All night I count up bands, tryna make it right
Rest In Peace, to the ones, that went ride or die
Don't tell me, that you love me if you ain't gon' slide
I'ma ball out every season, if it's day or night
I can't f*ck with all these bitches 'cause they switchin' sides
I'ma count these commas then I give some to my guys
And that's on god, I won't up give up until I'm not alive
Got filthy rich out the mud
Ice on me cold like my blood
I'm just tryna count up the hunnids
Got THC all my lungs
I'm rich but I ain't sold a drug
You know that I shop at Milan
I'm never gon' switch on my brothers
You lil' boys ain't tellin' me nun'
Yuh, yuh
I got this shit straight out the mud
I'm tryna be good for my son
You bitches ain't did what I done
The trappin' I did with my brothers
We finish and roll up a blunt
I did all this shit for my mother
I guess that I found me some luck
Wit' the dawgs and we trappin' til the sunrise
All night I count up bands, tryna make it right
Rest In Piece, to the ones, that went ride or die
Don't tell me, that you love me if you ain't gon' slide
I'ma ball out every season, if it's day or night
I can't f*ck with all these bitches 'cause they switchin' sides
I'ma count these commas then I give some to my guys
And that's on god, I won't up give up until I'm not alive
Yung K - On God Lyrics
Yung K - On God Lyrics
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Wit' the dawgs and we trappin' til the sunrise
All night I count up bands, tryna make it right
Rest In Peace, to the ones, that went ride or die
Don't tell me, that you love me if you ain't gon' slide
I'ma ball out every season, if it's day or night
I can't f*ck with all these bitches 'cause they switchin' sides
I'ma count these commas then I give some to my guys
And that's on god, I won't up give up until I'm not alive
I'm workin' hard and I'm never gon' quit
All of my commas gon' go to my kids
And it feels good havin' ice on my wrist
I'll never fall, no, I'm gonna stay lit
Rockin' Commes de Garcon on my drip
Just bought a Louis V belt for my hip
Never hear anyone talkin' that shit
'Cause they know best not to play with the kid
While I'm tryna ball, you tryna have fun
I'm tryna rack up a mil in a month
Too many fakes I don't know who to trust
Take that shit out 'cause I don't give a f*ck
I'm lookin' down 'cause you know I'm above
All of these bitches who don't got no love
Shoutout my dawgs that are still on the run
If life is a lottery you know I won
Wit' the dawgs and we trappin' til the sunrise
All night I count up bands, tryna make it right
Rest In Peace, to the ones, that went ride or die
Don't tell me, that you love me if you ain't gon' slide
I'ma ball out every season, if it's day or night
I can't f*ck with all these bitches 'cause they switchin' sides
I'ma count these commas then I give some to my guys
And that's on god, I won't up give up until I'm not alive
Got filthy rich out the mud
Ice on me cold like my blood
I'm just tryna count up the hunnids
Got THC all my lungs
I'm rich but I ain't sold a drug
You know that I shop at Milan
I'm never gon' switch on my brothers
You lil' boys ain't tellin' me nun'
Yuh, yuh
I got this shit straight out the mud
I'm tryna be good for my son
You bitches ain't did what I done
The trappin' I did with my brothers
We finish and roll up a blunt
I did all this shit for my mother
I guess that I found me some luck
Wit' the dawgs and we trappin' til the sunrise
All night I count up bands, tryna make it right
Rest In Piece, to the ones, that went ride or die
Don't tell me, that you love me if you ain't gon' slide
I'ma ball out every season, if it's day or night
I can't f*ck with all these bitches 'cause they switchin' sides
I'ma count these commas then I give some to my guys
And that's on god, I won't up give up until I'm not alive
All night I count up bands, tryna make it right
Rest In Peace, to the ones, that went ride or die
Don't tell me, that you love me if you ain't gon' slide
I'ma ball out every season, if it's day or night
I can't f*ck with all these bitches 'cause they switchin' sides
I'ma count these commas then I give some to my guys
And that's on god, I won't up give up until I'm not alive
I'm workin' hard and I'm never gon' quit
All of my commas gon' go to my kids
And it feels good havin' ice on my wrist
I'll never fall, no, I'm gonna stay lit
Rockin' Commes de Garcon on my drip
Just bought a Louis V belt for my hip
Never hear anyone talkin' that shit
'Cause they know best not to play with the kid
While I'm tryna ball, you tryna have fun
I'm tryna rack up a mil in a month
Too many fakes I don't know who to trust
Take that shit out 'cause I don't give a f*ck
I'm lookin' down 'cause you know I'm above
All of these bitches who don't got no love
Shoutout my dawgs that are still on the run
If life is a lottery you know I won
Wit' the dawgs and we trappin' til the sunrise
All night I count up bands, tryna make it right
Rest In Peace, to the ones, that went ride or die
Don't tell me, that you love me if you ain't gon' slide
I'ma ball out every season, if it's day or night
I can't f*ck with all these bitches 'cause they switchin' sides
I'ma count these commas then I give some to my guys
And that's on god, I won't up give up until I'm not alive
Got filthy rich out the mud
Ice on me cold like my blood
I'm just tryna count up the hunnids
Got THC all my lungs
I'm rich but I ain't sold a drug
You know that I shop at Milan
I'm never gon' switch on my brothers
You lil' boys ain't tellin' me nun'
Yuh, yuh
I got this shit straight out the mud
I'm tryna be good for my son
You bitches ain't did what I done
The trappin' I did with my brothers
We finish and roll up a blunt
I did all this shit for my mother
I guess that I found me some luck
Wit' the dawgs and we trappin' til the sunrise
All night I count up bands, tryna make it right
Rest In Piece, to the ones, that went ride or die
Don't tell me, that you love me if you ain't gon' slide
I'ma ball out every season, if it's day or night
I can't f*ck with all these bitches 'cause they switchin' sides
I'ma count these commas then I give some to my guys
And that's on god, I won't up give up until I'm not alive
Writer: Kaden Henderson
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