What Im On
Faking hating on the mister still puffin swisher
Down spin around like a twister
Now my niggas richer
Yak Kodak take a picture all my niggas fixtures
Facts thc mixtures drink it by the pitcher
Rock call the doc my niggas sicka
Bitch we off the Ricture
Spittin scriptures came up bitch from selling zippers
Sliding sliding like some slippers
Niggas tryna clip ya
Kawhi shooting tryna flip ya
That's them Hollow tippas
Down but watch that spin around niggas clowns
From the pavement we came up from the ground
I'm a hound a dog bitch fresh out of the pound
Lost but found fuck the police we ain't making a sound
Throwback kango
Don't wolf on tracks that shit for lame o's
It a get you flame o
It a get yo ass mangled get richer
I told em get money it get sicka
Ain't nothing worse broke down bad nobody with you
Fuck you gone to
Boss up Stand on your two
Stay fly like plane's flyer than drones to
This check n that one that Spit clean no dis infectant
Ain't talking money get dis connected
Bitch we stepping
New sneaks 4th of July for 2 weeks
We through the streets
My team on the field new cleats
Like that to on the same shit like a statue
Fonba that's on my back bitch like a tattoo
That's what I'm on
That's what I'm on
That's what I'm on
That's what I'm on
Niggas faker see how far that bootsy shit a take ya
Niggas scrape ya for disrespecting cheese respect the paper
Yellow tape ya
I'm ghetto in my heart it's in my nature
Pulling capers it's curtains for them niggas ima drape ya
Man I hate ya fuck if you Ballin like the lakers
All money ain't hood money your team full of snakers
Like tip we a take ya
Watch the words that be coming out out your mouth
Fuck around and meet your maker
Slanging pies me a baker
Bitch I need my little mule and my acres
Bitch don't let this world break ya
Niggas a rape ya for ya paper
Make you get on a nigga head I'm on your taper
Boxed in ain't no escape a
Tryna ball listen millions is that in yall vision
They want me making calls in prison
Fuck yall niggas hating
Is it cause I'm tryna ball like Gary payton
Is it cause I'm tryna shine like old-school sitting on Dayton
That's what I'm on
That's what I'm on
That's what I'm on
That's what I'm on
Down spin around like a twister
Now my niggas richer
Yak Kodak take a picture all my niggas fixtures
Facts thc mixtures drink it by the pitcher
Rock call the doc my niggas sicka
Bitch we off the Ricture
Spittin scriptures came up bitch from selling zippers
Sliding sliding like some slippers
Niggas tryna clip ya
Kawhi shooting tryna flip ya
That's them Hollow tippas
Down but watch that spin around niggas clowns
From the pavement we came up from the ground
I'm a hound a dog bitch fresh out of the pound
Lost but found fuck the police we ain't making a sound
Throwback kango
Don't wolf on tracks that shit for lame o's
It a get you flame o
It a get yo ass mangled get richer
I told em get money it get sicka
Ain't nothing worse broke down bad nobody with you
Fuck you gone to
Boss up Stand on your two
Stay fly like plane's flyer than drones to
This check n that one that Spit clean no dis infectant
Ain't talking money get dis connected
Bitch we stepping
New sneaks 4th of July for 2 weeks
We through the streets
My team on the field new cleats
Like that to on the same shit like a statue
Fonba that's on my back bitch like a tattoo
That's what I'm on
That's what I'm on
That's what I'm on
That's what I'm on
Niggas faker see how far that bootsy shit a take ya
Niggas scrape ya for disrespecting cheese respect the paper
Yellow tape ya
I'm ghetto in my heart it's in my nature
Pulling capers it's curtains for them niggas ima drape ya
Man I hate ya fuck if you Ballin like the lakers
All money ain't hood money your team full of snakers
Like tip we a take ya
Watch the words that be coming out out your mouth
Fuck around and meet your maker
Slanging pies me a baker
Bitch I need my little mule and my acres
Bitch don't let this world break ya
Niggas a rape ya for ya paper
Make you get on a nigga head I'm on your taper
Boxed in ain't no escape a
Tryna ball listen millions is that in yall vision
They want me making calls in prison
Fuck yall niggas hating
Is it cause I'm tryna ball like Gary payton
Is it cause I'm tryna shine like old-school sitting on Dayton
That's what I'm on
That's what I'm on
That's what I'm on
That's what I'm on
Credits
Writer(s): Dante Simms
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