On They Necks
Ayye ayyee
Hefe hefe
Ooo ooo yea yea
Yea ayyeee
I'm on they head I'm at the necks for my check
About my check
I got now fuck who now ain't no next
Ain't no next
Been through some pain to get these gains this ain't no flex
This ain't no flex
Been through the rain to get this chain up on my neck
On my neck yea
Call me big poppa
Call me young hefe
Mr. never gonna let another broke bitch stress me
Mr. Ballys on my feet for all them times I didn't eat
All this money coming in fast ain't no way to spend it discrete
It ain't no beef
Me and my niggas if they want war all we see is feast
Cant show'em love cuz all that love make'em think it's sweet
Nigga ain't shit sweet im not nice I'm not weak
Can't show my teeth nigga Im a beast your surprise
My vice is fucking bitches in Prada
Can't get the bitches out my head that told me nada
Now i'm ballin' out of control
Oh My own lane no potholes
Nigga ain't no big bro go watch yo hoe
I'm on they head I'm at the necks for my check
At yo neck
I got now fuck who now Ain't no next
Right now
Been through some pain to get these gains this ain't no flex
Pain pain
Been through the rain to get this chain up on my neck
Rain rain uh
Been through the rain to get this chain up on my neck
Bling bling
Been through some pain to get these gains this ain't no flex
No flexx no no
Fuck who got now I got now ain't no next
Right now Right now
I'm on they head i'm on they necks about my check
Uh Right Now
Fuck whoever got next you know i got right now
Walking outta Saks gon' head you can wipe me down
Splash drip
All that playa hatin' that should be a flagrant foul
Woaaa
Cuz in my Bally shoes you could walk a mile
Hell nawl
Money coming in by the piles
Im a cash cow bring the packs out
Make whatever city bring the tags out
Make a fiend smoke until he pass out
I had dreams of getting this large paper
YFN Now we major
Shock a nigga like a taser
Tall like a sky scraper
Big tall
Referring to the money
Killa keep them packs coming
Im a hundred miles and gunning
You a hundred miles and running
Yeah laughing all the way to the bank like everything's funny
Ha ha ha haaaa
I'm on a jet I'm fucking bad bitches Monday straight through Sunday
I'm on they head I'm at the necks for my check
At yo neck
I got now fuck who now Ain't no next
Right now
Been through some pain to get these gains this ain't no flex
Pain pain
Been through the rain to get this chain up on my neck
Rain Rain uh
Been through the rain to get this chain up on my neck
Hefe hefe
Ooo ooo yea yea
Yea ayyeee
I'm on they head I'm at the necks for my check
About my check
I got now fuck who now ain't no next
Ain't no next
Been through some pain to get these gains this ain't no flex
This ain't no flex
Been through the rain to get this chain up on my neck
On my neck yea
Call me big poppa
Call me young hefe
Mr. never gonna let another broke bitch stress me
Mr. Ballys on my feet for all them times I didn't eat
All this money coming in fast ain't no way to spend it discrete
It ain't no beef
Me and my niggas if they want war all we see is feast
Cant show'em love cuz all that love make'em think it's sweet
Nigga ain't shit sweet im not nice I'm not weak
Can't show my teeth nigga Im a beast your surprise
My vice is fucking bitches in Prada
Can't get the bitches out my head that told me nada
Now i'm ballin' out of control
Oh My own lane no potholes
Nigga ain't no big bro go watch yo hoe
I'm on they head I'm at the necks for my check
At yo neck
I got now fuck who now Ain't no next
Right now
Been through some pain to get these gains this ain't no flex
Pain pain
Been through the rain to get this chain up on my neck
Rain rain uh
Been through the rain to get this chain up on my neck
Bling bling
Been through some pain to get these gains this ain't no flex
No flexx no no
Fuck who got now I got now ain't no next
Right now Right now
I'm on they head i'm on they necks about my check
Uh Right Now
Fuck whoever got next you know i got right now
Walking outta Saks gon' head you can wipe me down
Splash drip
All that playa hatin' that should be a flagrant foul
Woaaa
Cuz in my Bally shoes you could walk a mile
Hell nawl
Money coming in by the piles
Im a cash cow bring the packs out
Make whatever city bring the tags out
Make a fiend smoke until he pass out
I had dreams of getting this large paper
YFN Now we major
Shock a nigga like a taser
Tall like a sky scraper
Big tall
Referring to the money
Killa keep them packs coming
Im a hundred miles and gunning
You a hundred miles and running
Yeah laughing all the way to the bank like everything's funny
Ha ha ha haaaa
I'm on a jet I'm fucking bad bitches Monday straight through Sunday
I'm on they head I'm at the necks for my check
At yo neck
I got now fuck who now Ain't no next
Right now
Been through some pain to get these gains this ain't no flex
Pain pain
Been through the rain to get this chain up on my neck
Rain Rain uh
Been through the rain to get this chain up on my neck
Credits
Writer(s): Ja'juan Wilder
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.