On My Guys!

I want a foreign coup
And I whip that Benz
You kinda bad
But I want your friend
Flexible bitch just watch her bend
I can't lie but Mercedes Benz
Cross me once and it's the end
Luxurious bison can't see thru my lens
Dollaz on my head
Thinking that until the end
Roll my 3.5 or I see red
I can't lie I just head
I just want bread
Dollaz wrapped around my head

On my
On my guys
Take it with percussion
Or I swear boy you gon fly
On my
On my guys
I been taking flight
All day long and every night

Diamonds on me they shine bright
You pull up on me it's on sight
I don't really talk I fight
She don't really talk she shy
Lambo roarin firing life
Freak butch in the passenger when I drive
Can't mess with Brodie's he tells lies
Don't mess with my family you could die

On my
On my guys
Take it with percussion
Or I swear boy you gon fly
On my
On my guys
I been taking flight
All day long and every night



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Scott-lewis
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