Own It

Hold it
Grab the Dom P, yeah, pour it
Down to your feet for your homies
Know what I mean, bitch, own it, own it, own it, own it
Hold it
Down on your knees, my Rollie
So damn heavy, can't hold it
Know what I mean, bitch, own it, own it, own it, own it

JPG, stunt when I walk
Talk my shit, I ain't gonna stop
When I walk in, jaws gonna drop
They all in my face, wanna know what I got
Love what you see, you wanna deal
All my shit so hot, yeah, I bet you catch a feel
Brand-new Crocs, you wanna steal
I don't know who you are if I'm keeping it real

Hold it
Grab the Dom P, yeah, pour it
Down to your feet for your homies
Know what I mean, bitch, own it, own it, own it, own it
Hold it
Down on your knees, my Rollie
So damn heavy, can't hold it
Know what I mean, bitch, own it, own it, own it, own it

All up in the club with the girls in Vuitton
Blowing up my phone, consider you blocked
She wanna be me 'cause I'm what she's not
'Cause I'm VVS and she's aluminum
Rock it and pop it, she wanna stop it
I'm out of pocket and there's cards in my wallet
She tryna knock it, but she was just flockin'
You wanna cop it, got seven pairs in my closet, lil' bitch

Hold it
Grab the Dom P, yeah, pour it
Down to your feet for your homies
Know what I mean, bitch, own it, own it, own it, own it
Hold it
Down on your knees, my Rollie
So damn heavy, can't hold it
Know what I mean, bitch, own it, own it, own it, own it
Hold it
Grab the Dom P, yeah, pour it
Down to your feet for your homies
Know what I mean, bitch, own it, own it, own it, own it
Hold it
Down on your knees, my Rollie
So damn heavy, can't hold it
Know what I mean, bitch, own it, own it, own it, own it



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Writer(s): Vincent Van Den Ende, Maria Kelly, Corey Dean, Melissa Storwick, Amit Nagra
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