[Hook: Post Malone]
I might just steal your b**h, that's on god
I might pull up in that 6, that's on god
All my homies off the sh**s, that's on god
All these b**hes off the sh**s, that's on god
Ay, ay, that's on god (that's on god)
Ay, that's on god
That's on god, that's on god (that's on god)
[Verse 1: Post Malone]
Imma Score 40 something points
It doesn't matter if I'm coming of the bench
On God, On god
[?] when I'm a ballin' for the motherf**ing Knicks
Oh God, Oh God
We in this b**h and you know my homies flexing like a motherf**ing b**h
Oh God, Oh God
I'm trying to get rich and f** sh** ain't really making anybody sit
On Squad, On squad
I told him please I ain't got no time for no stuck up b**h
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 sh**
I ain't f**ing with a b**h she can pay my rent
Ray Allen like I'm Jesus that's all net
And my dad Denzel like I'm heaven sent
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[Verse 2: Drake]
Yo yo yo
I gotta pull up on ya
You gone make me have to pull up on ya
Don't go ghost on me I'm a go thriller on ya
I'm a just
I'm a let my hands do the talkin when I see you
Baby girl I miss feelin on ya
I miss everything that's real about ya
And that's everything about ya
That's just how I feel about ya
Been about cha and I'm still about cha
But
We ain't finished talkin
I told ya you don't needa worry about dem b**hes
All dem fives needa listen when
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