On Me

Aye yeah, bitch I never stress
Took that girl right from you, yeah and left that boy a mess
Aye yeah, she know she got the best
Keep her by my side, and forget about the rest

Took her overseas, yeah she never seen the keys
Brought her to go shopping, then she drop right to her knees
Covered in double C's, yeah pulled up with the steeze
When you see that girl, got you stuck, bitch freeze

Got her own money, and got a thing for the Prada
Run it up, can't go out cause these hoes ain't got nada
Red beam, on your head, yeah pump you with the shotta
Put you on a t-shirt, use hollow tips yeah I gotta

Helmet Lang, mixed with Ricky and supreme
Copped the cookies, and a bag of blue dream
We get high together, shortly after make her cream
She shoot and ride for me, we make one hell of a team

Never have to worry bout a thing you gon see
Take you all around the world and buy you Gucci
Gonna hold you down and keep it real, no goofy
We gon spend all night, makin a movie

If you need a hand girl, put it on me
If you need some bands girl, put it on me
If you tired of your mans girl, put it on me
If you need designer brands girl, put it on me

Copped the burner keep it in the front seat
Make him hit laps like he at a track meet
Pop a bean like candy, yeah that's my treat
She thick and full a flavor like some dark meat

Don't got no time, for that fake love girl
If you got that real, get you diamonds and pearls
Show you all the things, you been missin in the world
And you won't ever have to live on nobody else's terms

Yeah so whatya say
And I ain't got all day
Move on to the next, yeah bitch i don't play
And don't worry bout your bf, we'll just move him out the way

Yeah he'll just move out the way, and he won't have shit to say, except aye bro enjoy your day
Off note I miss my homie tre, locked up day after day, helped me keep my demons away