On Me Lyrics

Yeah

Blues on me like I'm repping it

Higher than standards I'm setting it

Overtime in the trap Brought a bed in it

If you Think it's a game I'm resetting it

I'm not going out bad I'm not letting it

But if she wanna fuck put the head in it

Grab the waist like the nine you know measurements

Young nigga tana young jit of Atlanta

Hold up

EVERYTHING BIG NOW

Niggas bitches switching like the wigs now

How you from the streets and talk to pigs now

But I'm solid ten toes Ain't no let downs

Know I been out my top let the vet down

Tell her give me that top making wet sounds

To the next now

You know ima stepper

Yeah watch your toes

Feel like the plug

I drop the load

Roll with my slimes

They whip your nose

Tana I'm him

I feel like I'm chose

Die for the kids

I'm killing bout ROSE

Everything extra I do the most

I'm in a bag Benjamin ghost

Designer my drugs

Wok for the toast

I keep a stick

I let it hit

All of these bands on me

Heart been a brick

Trap out the six

Still on them licks low key

Racks like I'm rich

Loaded with sticks

Drugs getting mixed OT

Flash like a pic

Mad got em sick

Walk like a lick on me

Get on them drugs and I feel like I'm him I still thumb through the racks with these racks in my pocket

Know that I'm popping

Celibate but I can fuck any bitch

Dick in her mouth how I'm rockin

I get the nogging

Blick in the bag give no fucks bout the tag for the bodies we shopping

Wildin profiling

In me not on me I put it on

Know that I flash like the diamonds

Slick the the ruler

Fuck with that bitch she a trooper

And she make it squirt she a shooter

Top head Medusa

Yeah let that money seduce you

Still on that wok you know LUKA

Purple Heart lean on me

Exotic the scenery

Give no fucks about that bitch

I cheif til I'm Vietnamese

Tana dope talking ten a key

STILL REMIXING THAT BITCH

Know that I'm loaded

Just like the stick

Uh yeah

I let it hit

Uh yeah

Got caught with that blick

Uh yeah

Bond out and shit

Cause I'm from the trench

Gotta make it home to my kids

Popping my shit

Lil bitch you know I've been littttttt

You know ima stepper

Yeah watch your toes

Feel like the plug

I drop the load

Roll with my slimes

They whip your nose

Tana I'm him

I feel like I'm chose

Die for the kids

I'm killing bout ROSE

Everything extra I do the most

I'm in a bag Benjamin ghost

Designer my drugs

Wok for the toast

I keep a stick

I let it hit

All of these bands on me