I'm on It (feat. Xucci YS)

Yayaya, yayaya, yayayayaa

(Young soldier gang)

(Young soldier gang)

Hittin the field she do the shopping
Cost me a rolly the pack that I'm copping
New foreign whip I pay cash when I bought it
Smoking that loud all my flowers exotic
I sell you something no changing the product
Niggas is greedy I try to be modest
Devil stay lying and cheating, you honest
I cannot party with you cause I'm on it

I'm in the lab, I'm in the trap they wanna go and hate me cause I'm on it
I did the dash car going fast
Watch me skr skr skr cause I'm on it
All of it's facts check out my past
She ain't worried cuz she know that I'm on it
Shawty in saks fuck up a bag she ain't worried cuz she know that I'm on it

Hittin the field she do the shopping
Cost me a rolly the pack that I'm copping
New foreign whip I pay cash when I bought it
Smoking that loud all my flowers exotic
I sell you something no changing the product
Niggas is greedy I try to be modest
Devil stay lying and cheating, you honest
I cannot party with you cause I'm on it

If I want a bag I will not lack I fill her pussy with the narcotics
Stripping and dancing and paying for college
Hit her a lick and I told her she on it
Running through numbers like it was a audit
Juggin' the drip and you thought that I bought it
Sleeping at night remember times that you fought it
I was in 3434 on it
Told me you needed the cash and I got it
Thumbing through blues with the rings like I'm sonic
Pour me up, pour me up
Now she be drinking on gin with the tonic
Lil mama and she thick in the body
I told that bitch don't be begging my pardon
I put the H on my belt like I'm harden
Shoutout to Xucci YS cause he solid

Hittin the field she do the shopping
Cost me a rolly the pack that I'm copping
New foreign whip I pay cash when I bought it
Smoking that loud all my flowers exotic
I sell you something no changing the product
Niggas is greedy I try to be modest
Devil stay lying and cheating, you honest
I cannot party with you cause I'm on it

I'm in the lab, I'm in the trap they wanna go and hate me cause I'm on it
I did the dash car going fast
Watch me skr skr skr cause I'm on it
All of it's facts check out my past
She ain't worried cuz she know that I'm on it
Shawty in saks fuck up a bag she ain't worried cuz she know that I'm on it (Xucci)

She know I'm on it, she know I'm on it
She wanna fuck but I told her to stop it, cause realistically she knows she just toppin'
But you know what I might still take her shopping
Nothing but fifties you open my wallet, we up in saks An she know that I got it
She suck me tonight then she knows she can cop it
But if she don't then I guess she just watching
Counting my blessings LV when I'm stepping, I got your shordy she sexually texting
She come to the trap an you know she's undressing did she waussle me is that really a question
She don't got manners so I cannot wife her, she's off the Hannah so you know I might pipe her
I'm taking yo bitch like I'm roddy pipper, lock your girls in my sites like a sniper
I'm dripping sauce and she love it, my name man it always be buzzing, to her I'm the topic she never changed the topic yeah that hoe would never change the subject
I'm smoking exotic you know I'm Jamaican, look at all this designer that I'm draped in
Look at my girls ass is so fat call her caking
This ys 2020 in the making



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Writer(s): Jahvel Beckles
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