That's On Me! ft. Alyssa Jane Lyrics

Ya bitch get off me

I ain't goin with the grain

Lil mama wanna hold my hand, but I can't

Bitch so dusty

You ain't gotta tell me that I got it

I'm a bad mother fucker

Whippin fire, bitches can't touch me

And if you owe me shit, you get the clip

Ain't afraid to put where it must be

Click clack bang, hit you til your busting

That ain't on God, player, that's on me

In the morning, I'm singing just like a Barbie

Back of the car, sipping my morning coffee

By night, I got the baddest bitches on me

Pulling up in a tux at the hotel lobby

You can tell I'm all that when I'm walking

J's on blaze, on base, when I hit home

Haters talking about how they wanna go off me

I'm like hold on, that's my mama calling

Bitch get off me

I ain't goin with the grain

Lil mama wanna hold my hand, but I can't

Bitch so dusty

You ain't gotta tell me that I got it

I'm a bad mother fucker

Whippin fire, bitches can't touch me

And if you owe me shit, you get the clip

Ain't afraid to put where it must be

Click clack bang, hit you til your busting

That ain't on God, player, that's on me

Come at me, go at me

I have got the key to the Bugatti

Unhappy that you're not me

But you better settle down with that poor acting

I don't need you with a front in this case

Tell me the truth, that you hate what I make

That you can't stand me just dripped up in lace

With a big fucking smile on my face

Go on, get it

Go on, get it

That's a big fat payment

Knew I'd get paid the second I hit the pavement

Money smell sweet and all of these bitches fragrant

Can't touch me, but you still out here chasing

I respect it

I won't shoot down a fuckboy that's failing

But tell me, now that you gone and got em

How does it feel knowing you're at the bottom

Ya bitch get off me

I ain't goin with the grain

Lil mama wanna hold my hand, but I can't

Bitch so dusty

You ain't gotta tell me that I got it

I'm a bad mother fucker

Whippin fire, bitches can't touch me

And if you owe me shit, you get the clip

Ain't afraid to put where it must be

Click clack bang, hit you til your busting

That ain't on God, player, that's on me