On Me

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah (Go) Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Scoring on him that's a bucket Riding around town, fuck it I'm spending these racks it ain't nothing Knock out his brain, his muffin He say he a shooter but that boy ain't clutching I hang with my 'oota, yeah we up to something Turn him to a donut Like he from Dunkin My niggas ballas They pull up and dunk it Uh yeah, they ball for the team Woah yeah, the blue and the green Uh yeah, it's all on me Woah yeah, they call on me Uh huh, they fall on me Uh huh, they stall on me Uh huh, they all on me Yeah, this nine on me This hoe crazy She call me baby She on me daily Swerve in that Mercedes I'm like fuck you, pay me Can't hang with them niggas they hoes Hop in the coupe and it, ptttt, okay Hop in the coupe and it go We pull up and shoot with the, brrr, okay A lot of opps on the floor Nigga yes I am the shit, okay That's some shit that you know, woah Scoring on him thats a bucket Riding around town, fuck it I'm spending these racks it ain't nothing Knock out his brain, his muffin He say he a shooter but that boy ain't clutching I hang with my oota, yeah we up to something Turn him to a donut Like he from Dunkin I'm sending a blitz, yeah my niggas they rushing I ain't hearing his shit cause that nigga ain't nothing And I'm clearing his shit turn that nigga to nothing We pull up with choppas and get that boy crumping Why would I stress when that boy he ain't upping Smoochy pull up and she get to the sucking Niggas like Giannis they get to the bucking I feel like I'm Henry I pull up and truck 'em Got an AR and you know that it's Russian Saying that you really bout it you bluffing I know some niggas that'll do you so bad They got some methods that's really disgusting In the widebody with treeshes, they bussing I don't even text back, how is you crushing That nigga happy he geeked that he buzzing We crashing his party at the push of a button DGX, told her pull up and suck it Scoring on him that's a bucket Riding around town, fuck it I'm spending these racks it ain't nothing Knock out his brain, his muffin He say he a shooter but that boy ain't clutching I hang with my oota, yeah we up to something Turn him to a donut Like he from Dunkin My niggas ballas They pull up and dunk it Uh yeah, they ball for the team Woah yeah, the blue and the green Uh yeah, it's all on me Woah yeah, they call on me Uh huh, they fall on me Uh huh, they stall on me Uh huh, they all on me Yeah, this nine on me She call me daily She call me daily