Fear of God

Lil bitch ask if I'm religious
Said of course I am
I got Fear of God up on my hoodie
Truey on my pants
She want me to buy her Dior
Yeah she Christian
Big knife Smith & Wesson
You don't wanna get it
Got it from the west end
Say the things that you wanna say
Bitch now's the time for confession
Got on her knees
Like she was tryna pray
That bitch sucked on my dick till it was glistening
Only got my chain on
Over you it's swinging
We only fuck to my songs
Red light are reflecting
My nigga had the mask on
Since before the virus
I ain't going to court again nigga
Like I'm Craig Hodges
Money on my mind
My dog be chasing the profit
Trapping out the caravan
I'm talking jeep dodges
Woah
Imma go crazy on beat
I be spazzing and shit
Cuz I wanna go off
This is my year
I'm finna go crazy
It's my time to take off
Get on the stage and I'm making the croud dance
Finna be a dance off
Buy me a brand new BMW
Drive it around just to show it off
Pouring up lean again
Cup muddy like a pig pen
Piping your bitch again
Told your ass we were just friends
Out in my ends
Act funny your life ends
She on demon time
She told me "fuck me with just your chain on"
I got my chain on
I got my chain on
I got my chain on
Bitch I got my chain on
I got my chain on
I got my chain on
I got my chain on
Bitch I got my chain on