On me (5 13 24) Lyrics

R-Racks on Racks on me

Yo ho pull up she get snatched homie

Yo flow yo flow i aint snatch homie

Da bitch, Yea she harras homie

P-p-p-packs on me

Ya push up, Yea you get whacked homie

Sex!, Ya bitch screamin out my name

Ya bitch gon scream aslong as i came

She just hit my phone talkin she pregnant

Shouldnt hit that hoe shoulda celibate

Lame nigga he talm bout celibate

Lame nigga he talk colorful sex

Now thats no diss at you lil nigga

Thats just 3 shades with no sex!

We had fun, but we skip that quest

Witcho hoe, she screamin im da best

Push up when you alone

Push up push up, we take yo throne

Yo, Push up wit my phone

Mommy aint takin my phone

Jay aint steppin behind you

If i push up he aint gon shoot

I dont even fuck wit my mama, So why you speakin on dukes

Hell na she aint taking phones

I was locked up, wasnt for no truancy

I can tell you the truth you see

Vandalism charges for a week

Look at my wrist?, Im looking

Apple watch on that shit and them 2 hoes booking

Like what diss he gon drop this time

Vandalism, Yea you know that's a crime

Sex!ism yea them young niggas lying

Whole time this ho in here crying

Whole time this ho in here spying

Whole time this li young nigga lying

Whole time he ran away from us

We was like 10 deep, He hopped in that jeep

Hit em so hard, Made da nigga leak

Now everytime he see us, He get to fleeing

Dark ass windows, Niggas cant see in

Pedo ass niggas, Niggas get to peeing

Fat ass niggas, Shoes get to leaning

Broke her back, Now she get to leaning

I just sipped the wock i aint pour the lean in

I showed her my colors, Now she get to leaving

Im fucking that hoe, Yea she got the semen

Blow up my phone, Now she wanna see me

Blocked her on every plat, watched tv

Its been 3 days, do you still need me?

Ya friends in ya ear saying you should leave me

We not een together, But you wanna be me

Aye man Say man its yo boi skinny penis

Hit yo hoe, Now the lil nigga mad

Hit yo hoe, Cuz da lil bitch bad

She all in my listens, Blowing up my phone

Said im thinking bout my ex

She all in my mentions, Sayin im in wrong

But when i was gone you hit em wit a text

I told that bih yea leave me alone

Thats the nigga im not posed to worry about

But she wana come back to the spot

But she wana come back to my life

But she wana come back and get her back blown out

But when she talk, Yea i zone out

She was just talking shit about you

But now yall best friends how that shit work

Just said she was a clown

Said you ain't want her ever around

Said they taking up our time

Said you dislike them both, so profound