Discover the poetic beauty in ‘On God’ by A$AP Ferg. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A$AP Ferg or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
(Mustard on the beat, ho) here we go let’s go
On God, your diamonds don’t dance like this (yeah)
You ain’t got no soldiers takin’ no chance like this
On God, no ain’t nobody triller than this
Go anywhere around the world, nobody realer than this
On God, I be nappin’ in the Hamptons
I just got a architect to build a big ass mansion, uh
On God, now I’m ready for expansion
And my old bitch left me but I swear I’m so handsome
On God, I got in with the 9 millimeter
On God, I’m in the red Lamborghini, a two-seater
On God, I’m at hard-bottom seats ain’t sneakers (facts)
I need a bad bitch, half ho, half diva
On God, it ain’t ever been no bitch in me
I’m aggressive with these hoes
Ain’t no soft shit in me
Niggas know it’s three-nine-seven plus three
At the top, who you see, shit
Me, me, and me
She wanna kick it after we f*ck, I don’t do Kung-Fu
If your friend’d bust down, that mean you one too
If your friend bust down, that mean you one too
If I whip the dick out, bitch, what you gon’ do?
I’m in the red coupe
I call it suu-woos
I got voices in my head like, “Suu-woo, suu-woo”
Don’t believe the hype, these nigga lie in the booth
I’m a good-lookin’ rapper, I ain’t lyin’ to you
On God, your diamonds don’t dance like this
You ain’t got no soldiers takin’ no chance like this
On God, no ain’t nobody triller than this
Go anywhere around the world, nobody realer than this
On God, I be nappin’ in the Hamptons
I just got a architect to build a big ass mansion
On God, now I’m ready for expansion
And my old bitch left me but I swear I’m so handsome
Life’s a beach, hittin’ licks like a lease (oh)
Gettin’ licked like your teeth (whoa)
Runnin’ shit like the cleats, on your feet
Little bit, Little bitch want the threesome
Run a threesome, then I’ma stab, no repeat
On G-O-D they on my B-O-D
I’m with the AOD, it’s a G-O, here we go
I’m G double O-D, good, I’m a OG
Three, triple OG, hold it down, P-O-P (here we go let’s go)
I can’t stand a ho with no rhythm
I can’t tell if the ass factual or fiction
I can’t really tell if she twerkin’ or twitchin’
How many of you hoes out there really Christians?
On God, have the fella pass the petition
Shorty learn to clean house like she pack for eviction
Learnin’ for a class, or a cast, or audition
Change the forecast, throw the cash on a bitch
On God, your diamonds don’t dance like this (whoa)
You ain’t got no soldiers takin’ no chance like this
On God, no ain’t nobody triller than this (wassup?)
Go anywhere around the world, nobody realer than this
On God, I be nappin’ in the Hamptons
I just got a architect to build a big ass mansion
On God, now I’m ready for expansion
And my old bitch left me but I swear I’m so handsome
Big mansion, chicks dancin’, uh
Prayed for it, and the shit happened, uh
Left Prada with ten jackets, uh
Bed solid and I’m mismatchin’, uh
Sick and tired of the chit-chattin’, uh
I been ballin’, this is just practice, uh
Blow twenty, sorry Ms. Jackson, uh
Went West and I went platinum, on God
I’m back with my bro YG
To put you niggas in the pit, like deodorant be
I done came everything I was chosen to be
How I’m at the dinner party with Hova and B
‘Cause I’m bustin’ door-to-door like Jehovah with thieves
And now my whole family be rolling with me
Made my mom my accountant
Little brother got talent
And my Uncle T-vert handle security
On God, your diamonds don’t dance like this
You ain’t got no soldiers takin’ no chance like this
On God, no ain’t nobody triller than this
Go anywhere around the world, nobody realer than this
On God, I be nappin’ in the Hamptons
I just got a architect to build a big ass mansion
On God, now I’m ready for expansion
And my old bitch left me but I swear I’m so handsome (T-raw)
Pray for me, niggas love and hate me, bunch of Judas’
All this money make you evil, I won’t give in to it (no)
Imitate my lifestyle but they ain’t been through it
Think you know my plays, re-route ’em, Cam Newton
Factory Patek, blood, sweat, tears, yes
Buy your mom a house, then we could talk then
I got four payroll, I’m the big man
Ten toes, never fold, stick to the plan
New mansion, gotta keep advancing
Outlandish, Maybach when I land it
Black bandit, run up in here, no manners
Gotta keep up with the pace like Indiana’s
Leave ’em white in the face like the masked phantom
I’ma f*ck her all night, ’til she can’t stand up
Got the Bugatti and ran like the Devil dancin’
And he keep tryna call, I won’t answer
On God, your diamonds don’t dance like this
You ain’t got no soldiers takin’ no chance like this
On God, no ain’t nobody triller than this
Go anywhere around the world, nobody realer than this
On God, I be nappin’ in the Hamptons
I just got a architect to build a big ass mansion
On God, now I’m ready for expansion
And my old bitch left me but I swear I’m so handsome
On God (Jesus)