On It
I'm on it baby
Might think that I'm trickin off but I got it baby
Work hard for this bullshit so I flaunt it baby
On time every time like it's automated
I'm on it baby
I'm on it baby
Might think that I'm trickin off but I got it baby
Work hard for this bullshit so I flaunt it baby
On time every time like it's automated
I'm on it baby
My new flow is on typhoon
Put them sticks on you like Thai Food
You played yourself you're gona die soon
Had a big goose egg lookin number
Grandma got my cookin from'er
Then I booked the winter and I book the summer
Now my shits kickin' like Meshuggah's drummer
On that Mo money
Mo problems
Since Moesha
Now it's so sunny
When I globe trot
Negro AE ya
No hope for you infants in pendants
No boats for you bitches to fish in
Flow doper than Ren ten ten din-din
Don't gloat but the Benz on fuck a friends list
Runnin these drills now I'm the topic
Beverly kills but I'm out shoppin
Been gettin mils and it ain't stoppin
Big house in the hills I feel like a hobbit
Yea
Condos for the fam fam
Tan gram on Van Damme
There's a waiting list for that new Huayra
But I pulled up and wham bam
I'm on it baby
Might think that I'm trickin off but I got it baby
Work hard for this bullshit so I flaunt it baby
On time every time like it's automated
I'm on it baby
I'm on it baby
Might think that I'm trickin off but I got it baby
Work hard for this bullshit so I flaunt it baby
On time every time like it's automated
I'm on it baby
I'm extra, ordinary
In the Florida area with boysenberries rolled up
Put haters in the mortuary
Like a corpse to bury
When my porsche ferry shows up
Armored parries blow up
All my carries go touch
I win champion-ships bitch
I get Larry O. bucks
We think wars fun
You won't score none
You need more guns
Like that
Foreign runs in the lords sun for Dior 1s
Like that
Yea
I don't think you do's it like that
Yea yea
I don't think you do
That new 8 is my competition
My nemesis is just non existent
Pro rap, Stock is zippin
Pockets rippin
My rockets liftin
Condos for the fam fam
Tan gram on Van Damme
There's a waiting list for that new Huayra
But I pulled up and wham bam
I'm on it baby
Might think that I'm trickin off but I got it baby
Work hard for this bullshit so I flaunt it baby
On time every time like it's automated
I'm on it baby
I'm on it baby
Might think that I'm trickin off but I got it baby
Work hard for this bullshit so I flaunt it baby
On time every time like it's automated
I'm on it baby
Might think that I'm trickin off but I got it baby
Work hard for this bullshit so I flaunt it baby
On time every time like it's automated
I'm on it baby
I'm on it baby
Might think that I'm trickin off but I got it baby
Work hard for this bullshit so I flaunt it baby
On time every time like it's automated
I'm on it baby
My new flow is on typhoon
Put them sticks on you like Thai Food
You played yourself you're gona die soon
Had a big goose egg lookin number
Grandma got my cookin from'er
Then I booked the winter and I book the summer
Now my shits kickin' like Meshuggah's drummer
On that Mo money
Mo problems
Since Moesha
Now it's so sunny
When I globe trot
Negro AE ya
No hope for you infants in pendants
No boats for you bitches to fish in
Flow doper than Ren ten ten din-din
Don't gloat but the Benz on fuck a friends list
Runnin these drills now I'm the topic
Beverly kills but I'm out shoppin
Been gettin mils and it ain't stoppin
Big house in the hills I feel like a hobbit
Yea
Condos for the fam fam
Tan gram on Van Damme
There's a waiting list for that new Huayra
But I pulled up and wham bam
I'm on it baby
Might think that I'm trickin off but I got it baby
Work hard for this bullshit so I flaunt it baby
On time every time like it's automated
I'm on it baby
I'm on it baby
Might think that I'm trickin off but I got it baby
Work hard for this bullshit so I flaunt it baby
On time every time like it's automated
I'm on it baby
I'm extra, ordinary
In the Florida area with boysenberries rolled up
Put haters in the mortuary
Like a corpse to bury
When my porsche ferry shows up
Armored parries blow up
All my carries go touch
I win champion-ships bitch
I get Larry O. bucks
We think wars fun
You won't score none
You need more guns
Like that
Foreign runs in the lords sun for Dior 1s
Like that
Yea
I don't think you do's it like that
Yea yea
I don't think you do
That new 8 is my competition
My nemesis is just non existent
Pro rap, Stock is zippin
Pockets rippin
My rockets liftin
Condos for the fam fam
Tan gram on Van Damme
There's a waiting list for that new Huayra
But I pulled up and wham bam
I'm on it baby
Might think that I'm trickin off but I got it baby
Work hard for this bullshit so I flaunt it baby
On time every time like it's automated
I'm on it baby
I'm on it baby
Might think that I'm trickin off but I got it baby
Work hard for this bullshit so I flaunt it baby
On time every time like it's automated
I'm on it baby
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Writer(s): Christopher Reynolds
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