On Me ft. Njoiii Lyrics

Please qui

Please quit the lying yeah

I got a- I got a

I got a Glock on me please do not try it

Said you got gwap on you please quit the lying

Back at the spot I hover the pot I whip up a rock yeah

Remember days on the block

Posted up I had the work in my sock yeah

I got a Glock on me please do not try it

Said you got gwap on you please quit the lying

Back at the spot I hover the pot I whip up a rock yeah

Remember days on the block

Posted up I had the work in my sock yeah

Back door kick then I slide

Whipping turkeys and them bitches jive

Pistol shotgun with his fire

Put that boy on fox five

Ain't an actor but I'm asking for lines

I knew he was pussy little vagina

Name on paper he ain't signed

He ain't do shit for his guys

Four four bulldog my muhfuckin pet

Aim it at you and I tell him to fetch

These niggas pussy ain't no need to check

Just like a bitch ima get him addressed

My shooter come stretch you about some respect

Invested in vests but we aim at the neck

Stone cold soldier thought I told you

Yeah I got a Glock but it don't got a holster

Bake shit this makeshift baking soda

Trash bag packs trapped on magnolia

Whip up a rock serving the bolders

Fiends in a line they in love with the odor

Played with his life now it's over

Get back gang bang bang like Sosa

I got a Glock on me please do not try it

Said you got gwap on you please quit the lying

Back at the spot I hover the pot I whip up a rock yeah

Remember days on the block

Posted up I had the work in my sock yeah

I got a Glock on me please do not try it

Said you got gwap on you please quit the lying

Back at the spot I hover the pot I whip up a rock yeah

Remember days on the block

Posted up I had the work in my sock yeah

Slide wit my brother in a Bentley

FN and switch bitch got extensions

I don't love her she flooding my mentions

Two poles me and bro split it like fishing

I had a vision got to go get it

Feed the stack most y'all lacking a pension

No sneak attack me and the gat get up wit you

Swear he gangsta that boy ass submissive

Opp got mad I was fucking his sister

Drop to my shooter I bet he won't miss

Hundred percent off several attempts

Fifty round drum tote a solar eclipse

Crazy how all of us dodging the pics

I remember days we was hopping the fences

Dog him revolver don't know who did it

Glock on my hip let you know that I'm with it

I got a Glock on me please do not try it

Said you got gwap on you please quit the lying

Back at the spot I hover the pot I whip up a rock yeah

Remember days on the block

Posted up I had the work in my sock yeah