Jarad Anthony Higgins (born December 2nd, 1998; died December 8th, 2019), k… Read Full Bio ↴Jarad Anthony Higgins (born December 2nd, 1998; died December 8th, 2019), known professionally as Juice WRLD, was an American hip-hop musician from Chicago, Illinois. He was primarily known for his breakout hits, "All Girls Are The Same" and "Lucid Dreams", the latter of which peaked at number #2 on the Billboard Hot 100. The album enjoyed positive critical reception, and contained three other singles: "Armed and Dangerous", "Lean Wit Me" and "Wasted", all of which charted on the Billboard Hot 100. He released his debut studio album "Goodbye & Good Riddance" in May 2018. It has since peaked at #4 on the Billboard 200.

After collaborating with Future on the mixtape "WRLD on Drugs", which was released later that year and peaked at number #2 on the Billboard 200. He also contributed to the soundtrack for Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse. Juice WRLD announced his second album, Death Race for Love, which was released on March 8, 2019. It was preceded by the singles "Robbery" and "Hear Me Calling", with the former making its debut at number 27 on the Hot 100.

Higgins started his musical influences as being genre-wide going from rock music to rap music. Higgins stated that his biggest influences were rappers Chief Keef, Travis Scott, The Weeknd, Kanye West, and British rock singer Billy Idol. His other influences included Wu-Tang Clan, Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, Black Sabbath, Megadeth, 2Pac, Eminem, Kid Cudi and Escape the Fate. Higgins' music has been branded as "emo" and "rock" leaning, "genre-bending" with music focusing on having a "every broken heart, every wounded feeling."

On December 8, 2019, Higgins suffered a seizure at Midway International Airport in Chicago, Illinois. According to the Chicago Police Department, Higgins was conscious and bleeding from the mouth when paramedics arrived on the scene. He was rushed to a nearby hospital, where he has pronounced dead shortly after. Higgins was 21. On December 22nd 2019, The Cook County Medical Examiner stated that Higgins died on 8th December 2019 as a result of toxic levels of oxycodone and codeine present in his system.

On GOD
Juice WRLD Lyrics

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DY Krazy
Uh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

Brand new Chanels
Don't look at the tag, baby

I bought her ass, best believe that I'm gon' tap, baby
I drive in the Jag crazy
I crash that bitch daily
Had to upgrade to a Mercedes (ayy)

I made a bag, baby (yeah)
I made a bag, baby (on God)
I made a bag, baby (on God)
I made a bag, baby (on God)
I'm in my bag (on God)
I drive it real fast, baby (on God)
Mercedes Benz (on God)
I'm in my bag, baby

I'm in first class, baby (on God)
You in last, baby (on God)
I'm a 90's baby
But I cook that shit from the 80's (on God)
Hardtop Mercedes (on God)
I'm ridin' in a drop Mercedes (on God)
Fuck all your opps, don't save 'em (that's on God)
Just let the AK rearrange ya (that's on God)
Fuck on a opp nigga's bitch on the daily (on God)
Ball on a bitch, Tracy McGrady (that's on God)
Throw B's up for the brazy (on God)
I put the K in crazy (on God)
I went No Limit dance on the daily (on God)
That choppa turn ya like pages, uh (on God)
Headshot your face lookin' crazy, uh (on God)
Did I say cray? I meant brazy, uh
I got four pockets with lettuce
We 'bout to show 'em who the best is
I need an ambulance up in the nosebleeds
I designed her lil' body, she a trophy
And she do what designer say
I'm 'bout to buy her the All-State
I'ma fill up this bitch with some more shit
Whatever, bitch, she a Barbie

Brand new Chanels
Don't look at the tag, baby
I bought her ass, best believe that I'm gon' tap, baby
I drive in the Jag crazy
I crash that bitch daily
Had to upgrade to a Mercedes (ayy)

I made a bag, baby (yeah)
I made a bag, baby (on God)
I made a bag, baby (on God)
I made a bag, baby (on God)
I'm in my bag (on God)
I drive it real fast, baby (on God)
Mercedes Benz (on God)
I'm in my bag, baby

I'm not God, baby (on God)
I don't forgive, baby (on God)
My niggas in your crib, baby (on God)
They go real brazy (that's on God)
I'ma pull up in the latest (on God)
Matte black, you know that I painted it (on God)
New millennium, totin' the stainless (on God)
Got a red beam for long ranges, yeah (on God, on God, on God)
I got savage ways (on God)
I got baddie babes (that's on God)
I got me the swings (no cap, on God)
All I'm bringin' in (no cap, on God)
Yeah (uh)
The way you lied to me is too fugazi (on God)
No magazine shells fade away (uh)
I'm in Japan with an Asian persuasion (yeah, on God)
Bitches from the Himalayas bringin' me bacon
Gucci robes like masons, fuck her in a Bathing Ape apron
My bitch foreign
I don't know where she from, I ain't tryna be racist (on God)
I don't fuck with niggas, I'm racist, uh
Get my dick sucked by a soultaker, uh
I told her I just want the top
Your clothes, don't even take it off (that's on God)
I'm Paul Walker when I'm takin' off
I'm fast and furious on you hoes (on God)
Unlike you broke-ass niggas, I actually achieve my goals (that's on God)
I'm 'bout to ride, I'll add her name in my tats
I'm too good up to ever disguise, I get fed up after runnin' 'round, yeah
I gotta try it, I done pulled her panties to the side
Got four closets for my child, I got even more for my wife

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, this on God, right
This on God, oh
DY Krazy
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
That's on God
DY Krazy
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
That's on God, that's on God
That's on God, that's on God, that's on

Brand new Chanels
Don't look at the tag, baby
I bought her ass, best believe that I'm gon' tap, baby
I drive in the Jag crazy
I crash that bitch daily
Had to upgrade to a Mercedes (ayy)

I made a bag, baby (yeah)
I made a bag, baby (on God)
I made a bag, baby (on God)
I made a bag, baby (on God)
I'm in my bag (on God)
I drive it real fast, baby (on God)

Mercedes Benz (on God)
I'm in my bag, baby

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Juice WRLD Young Thug's song "On God" are about excess and success. The song is about Young Thug's acquisition of wealth and the lifestyle that accompanies it. The lyrics suggest that he has made a lot of money and can now afford expensive items such as Chanel bags and Jaguars. His wealth has enabled him to upgrade to a Mercedes Benz. Young Thug talks about how he is "in his bag," meaning that he is successful and living his best life. He also boasts about how he drives his cars "real fast."

The lyrics also touch on themes of violence and sexual promiscuity. Young Thug talks about fucking on his enemy's girl daily and how he doesn't forgive. He also suggests that he has a violent streak and that his niggas will go crazy in your crib. Additionally, there is a line in the song that reads "I'm 'bout to ride, I'll add her name in my tats," which implies Young Thug's intention to get a tattoo of a sexual partner's name.

Overall, the song is a celebration of material wealth and excess, with emphasis on fast cars, expensive fashion, and sexual encounters.

Line by Line Meaning

Brand new Chanels
I just bought new Chanel products.

Don't look at the tag, baby
I don't want you to see how much everything cost.

I bought her ass, best believe that I'm gon' tap, baby
I paid for her and we're going to have sex.

I drive in the Jag crazy
I love driving my Jaguar.

I crash that bitch daily
I crash my car often.

Had to upgrade to a Mercedes (ayy)
I upgraded my car to a Mercedes.

I made a bag, baby (yeah)
I made a lot of money.

I'm in my bag (on God)
I'm feeling really good.

I drive it real fast, baby (on God)
I love speeding in my car.

Mercedes Benz (on God)
I have a Mercedes Benz car.

I'm in first class, baby (on God)
I always fly first class.

You in last, baby (on God)
You're not as successful as I am.

I'm a 90's baby
I was born in the 1990s.

But I cook that shit from the 80's (on God)
I'm really good at making drugs that are popular again.

Hardtop Mercedes (on God)
I have a Mercedes with a hardtop.

I'm ridin' in a drop Mercedes (on God)
I'm driving a Mercedes with a convertible top.

Fuck all your opps, don't save 'em (that's on God)
I hate my enemies and won't help them if they're in trouble.

Just let the AK rearrange ya (that's on God)
I'll kill my enemies with an AK47.

Fuck on a opp nigga's bitch on the daily (on God)
I have sex with my enemy's girlfriend every day.

Ball on a bitch, Tracy McGrady (that's on God)
I ball like Tracy McGrady.

Throw B's up for the brazy (on God)
I represent my gang with a hand sign.

I put the K in crazy (on God)
I'm extremely dangerous and violent.

I went No Limit dance on the daily (on God)
I dance to No Limit music every day.

That choppa turn ya like pages, uh (on God)
My weapon will tear you apart.

Headshot your face lookin' crazy, uh (on God)
I'll shoot you in the head.

Did I say cray? I meant brazy, uh
I misspoke, I meant to say brazy.

I got four pockets with lettuce
I have a lot of money.

We 'bout to show 'em who the best is
We're going to prove we're the best.

I need an ambulance up in the nosebleeds
I need medical attention in the cheap seats of a stadium.

I designed her lil' body, she a trophy
I chose my girlfriend because she's attractive.

And she do what designer say
My girlfriend obeys me.

I'm 'bout to buy her the All-State
I'm going to buy her a valuable gift.

I'ma fill up this bitch with some more shit
I'm going to purchase expensive items.

Whatever, bitch, she a Barbie
My girlfriend is like a Barbie doll.

I'm not God, baby (on God)
I'm not perfect.

I don't forgive, baby (on God)
I won't forget if someone does me wrong.

My niggas in your crib, baby (on God)
My friends are in your house.

They go real brazy (that's on God)
They act violently and recklessly.

I'ma pull up in the latest (on God)
I'm going to show up in the newest car.

Matte black, you know that I painted it (on God)
I painted my car matte black.

New millennium, totin' the stainless (on God)
I have a stainless steel gun from the new millennium.

Got a red beam for long ranges, yeah (on God, on God, on God)
I have a laser sight on my gun.

I got savage ways (on God)
I act extremely violent.

I got baddie babes (that's on God)
I have attractive girlfriends.

I got me the swings (no cap, on God)
I have a lot of money.

All I'm bringin' in (no cap, on God)
I'm making a lot of money.

The way you lied to me is too fugazi (on God)
I don't trust you because you lied to me.

No magazine shells fade away (uh)
My weapon doesn't run out of ammunition.

I'm in Japan with an Asian persuasion (yeah, on God)
I'm attracted to Asian women and currently in Japan.

Bitches from the Himalayas bringin' me bacon
Women from the Himalayas are cooking me breakfast.

Gucci robes like masons, fuck her in a Bathing Ape apron
I wear expensive clothing and have sex with a woman wearing a Bathing Ape apron.

My bitch foreign
My girlfriend is from a different country.

I don't know where she from, I ain't tryna be racist (on God)
I don't know where she's from and I don't want to sound racist.

I don't fuck with niggas, I'm racist, uh
I don't like black people.

Get my dick sucked by a soultaker, uh
I'm getting oral sex from a professional.

I told her I just want the top
I only want oral sex.

Your clothes, don't even take it off (that's on God)
Don't bother taking off your clothes.

I'm Paul Walker when I'm takin' off
I accelerate rapidly like Paul Walker did in Fast and Furious.

I'm fast and furious on you hoes (on God)
I'm quick to act and angry with women.

Unlike you broke-ass niggas, I actually achieve my goals (that's on God)
I'm more successful than other people who are broke.

I'm 'bout to ride, I'll add her name in my tats
I'm about to have sex and add my partner's name to my tattoos.

I'm too good up to ever disguise, I get fed up after runnin' 'round, yeah
I'm too good to change who I am and easily get bored.

I gotta try it, I done pulled her panties to the side
I want to have sex and removed my partner's underwear.

Got four closets for my child, I got even more for my wife
I have a lot of clothing for my kid and even more for my wife.

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dwan Lecurtis Jaquan, George Dickinson, Jared Higgins, Jeffery Williams, Rex Kudo

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