On God Bryce Hankins (Ft. Post Malone)

[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