On Me
I'm the man they got it counting on
Hoping I put down a stack that they can step upon
Make forty thousand racks and not a cent from a song
Think how imma act when imma know what's going on
And they feeling on they feeling on me
Head expand cause they back to back all leaning on me
Build the back I carry on despite the demons on me
On me on me on me
Yeah
On me got it on me
Not a strap or pack
I swing like I got ears of collie
Crack to crack I knock your teeth out
Need some dentures when you eat now
No sugar rice or peas now
Need that flour whitened clean out uh
Powder
Coke coke coke coke
Everywhere I look around see dope dope
Red eyes
Blowing bags on bags
Like a bitch who loves her tags
With the names just like her dad's yeah
Tommy calvin louis fad
That's a daddy issued strap
Purses empty in the bag
Damn that bag is like a bitch
Who's been pretty on the map
Need more character than that uh
I'm the man they got it counting on
Hoping I put down a stack that they can step upon
Make forty thousand racks and not a cent is from a song
Think how imma act when imma know what's going on
And they feeling on they feeling on me
Head expand cause they back to back all leaning on me
Build the back I carry on despite the demons on me
On me on me on me
Yeah
On me on me on me
On me on me on me
On me on me on me
On me on me on
Me
Hoping I put down a stack that they can step upon
Make forty thousand racks and not a cent from a song
Think how imma act when imma know what's going on
And they feeling on they feeling on me
Head expand cause they back to back all leaning on me
Build the back I carry on despite the demons on me
On me on me on me
Yeah
On me got it on me
Not a strap or pack
I swing like I got ears of collie
Crack to crack I knock your teeth out
Need some dentures when you eat now
No sugar rice or peas now
Need that flour whitened clean out uh
Powder
Coke coke coke coke
Everywhere I look around see dope dope
Red eyes
Blowing bags on bags
Like a bitch who loves her tags
With the names just like her dad's yeah
Tommy calvin louis fad
That's a daddy issued strap
Purses empty in the bag
Damn that bag is like a bitch
Who's been pretty on the map
Need more character than that uh
I'm the man they got it counting on
Hoping I put down a stack that they can step upon
Make forty thousand racks and not a cent is from a song
Think how imma act when imma know what's going on
And they feeling on they feeling on me
Head expand cause they back to back all leaning on me
Build the back I carry on despite the demons on me
On me on me on me
Yeah
On me on me on me
On me on me on me
On me on me on me
On me on me on
Me
Credits
Writer(s): Luke Kennedy
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.