Saks Religious lyrics

[Verse]
Yessir!
I'm in Saks Fifth balling with your best friend hoe
I got kicks can’t standing on my f*cking bands hoe
I got b*tches wanna call me and I'm calling like friends though
And I hit inside the crib and then they hit they man's home (Call that n*gga b*tch)
On me (On God) I roll up deep to the club just to tweak
I’m with your b*tch met that b*tch off a tweet
n*ggas hate on me but then these n*ggas don't want no beef (Dumbass)
Even though I'm not street I'll beat a n*ggas ass in the street
Need some cash on a beat
Need a bag for the fee
Beat the gums out their teeth
Then make a n*ggas ass walk home sleep
The n*ggas that hate on me
Be the n*ggas I never meet (Never)
And the b*tches that love me
Be the b*tches n*ggas can't keep
Céline Dion tee, Rih Rih on the feet
Neon UV b*tches say I'm so sweet
Kick like karate but Hibachi on my feet
Hibachi on my b*tch she designer'd down she fleek
On God I'm fresh
Walk in the club flex
Then leave that b*tch with your b*tch
Then call an Uber for your ex
2018 flex, bought myself a jet
Flying overseas
I forgot my check (Wait)
I forgot my sweats
It’s kinda cold need to sweat
Need a goddamn war check
Just like I’m a vet
I'm coming for n*ggas and they neck
And n*ggas don’t want beef I got next (Like I'm playing 2K)