On Site

Catch a nigga slippin' we gon' end him on site
Bad lil' bitch she gon' ride it like a bike
I been on the grind I ain't stoppin' for the shine
Mind all on this money yeah there's money on my mind
I been countin' cash shit, bad bitch, know that I ain't average
Bitch I'm ballin' check my status young nigga the baddest
Dirty money, give me dirty looks
Yeah there's levels to this shit nigga don't fuck it up

Catch a nigga slippin' we gon' end him on site
We gon' make it soon all my dogs we be poppin'
All about this paper gotta save it for my mama
Fuck all of these bitches you can keep all the drama
I been making moves layin' low on the back street
Oh he think he hard he a bluff check his rap sheet
He ain't 'bout nothin' nigga why he actin' tough
Say he steppin' he gon' get stepped on up in these 1's
I stay up on this grind I can't wait to fuckin' make it
Comin' for the game you ain't givin' I'ma take it
If you owe me I need my money yeah I'm impatient
All about this cheddar cheese bitch I need my bacon
Make a nigga lean like a double cup they hatin' I don't give a fuck
I tell my lil' dog light it up and he gon' light it up
Why the fuck you talkin' you ain't talkin' cash shit
Why the fuck you talkin' you ain't talkin' cash shit

Catch a nigga slippin' we gon' end him on site
Bad lil' bitch she gon' ride it like a bike
I been on the grind I ain't stoppin' for the shine
Mind all on this money yeah there's money on my mind
I been countin' cash shit, bad bitch, know that I ain't average
Bitch I'm ballin' check my status young nigga the baddest
Dirty money, give me dirty looks
Yeah there's levels to this shit nigga don't fuck it up

I makin' dirty money don't give me them dirty looks
I'm uncle Luke of my city don't fuck around with dirty foots
Catch me out of state I'm on a stage with 'bout 30 crooks
Grab the mic it's already on site when I heard the hook
Feds want me all up in they camcorder
I'm in Audi swervin' movin' like the transporter, I'm on a mission
40 on my lap, that bitch sticking on me
100 rounds in the back know it ain't no picking on me
Duck tape around the handle 'cause the clip slippin' out
Mask on my face, but the beard sticking out
40's to loud so we had to take a different route
Muzzle on barrel love to hear them slugs whistle out
All night, this shit is known hype
Tryin' Kahoose you must be running with the wrong type
And if we have to take a trip we get em on flight
And if lil' Wodie want some smoke he get it on site

Catch a nigga slippin' we gon' end him on site
Bad lil' bitch she gon' ride it like a bike
I been on the grind I ain't stoppin' for the shine
Mind all on this money yeah there's money on my mind
I been countin' cash shit, bad bitch, know that I ain't average
Bitch I'm ballin' check my status young nigga the baddest
Dirty money, give me dirty looks
Yeah there's levels to this shit nigga don't fuck it up



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Writer(s): Lorenzo Sailas
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