Sing On Em Lyrics

I might sing on a nigga and make them think that it's rap

I might pull the trigger on them and make them think that it's cap

I might run a couple verses and send them all on a lap

Might put MN on the map

We certified that we can snap

Honeys on my line think that I'm the plug

Need some ghetto love baby come give me a hug

Turn it stir it up cook it burn it up perk it twerk it up

In the whip we swerving up Mase quick enough

She be fucking up so I put her through the ringer cause

She been out of luck so she told me she didn't give a fuck

Guessing I'm the Mr

Mr. get what's mine Mr. always shine

Workers eat first boss gotta set the time

If you knew, you never would signed you a toy on the wind-up

Get your money grind up

Put in work don't let em size ya

See the ops, they can find ya

Feel the burning that's the future turning, had a couple losses

I might sing on a nigga and make em think that it's rap

I might pull the trigger on em and make them think that it's cap

I might run a couple verses and send them all on a lap

Might put MN on the map

We certified that we can snap

Can't be on the phone they listening

Move like ghost we whispering

Keep it blessed like Christian not left in cold like shivering

Broke like a joke stay lingering

See a plug I'm linking em

Correct connect delivering people dry like they withering

Can't catch that broke contagiousness

That's not how they raising us

That's why these rims outrageous

Whip is way too spacious

Got em high and feeling weightless

Now your girlfriend all flirtatious

She in the presence of the greatest

She not waiting for no basic guy

She not waiting she not waiting for no basic guy

She not waiting she not waiting for no basic guy

No she not waiting she not waiting for no basic guy

I might sing on a nigga and make em think that it's rap

I might pull the trigger on em and make them think that it's cap

I might run a couple verses and send them all on a lap

Might put MN on the map

We certified that we can snap