I'm On

Baby come and ride with me, yeah
Don't ask me where we're going, now
Just come and take this ride with me, yeah we fill up with emotion

Ya I got a Glock, you got to notice
With a couple hundred shots, I got to roll with
Ya I know what's on your mind, that's fine just know this
Anybody tryna rock
I'm on
Ya I'm up I'm bouta drop, I'm out with more shit
Yeah I know you bouta rock this out with your kin
Yeah it's all up in my mind to grind and focus
Yeah I've never had no time to whine
That's bogus

Baguettes, big watch big face, big cash Big buckle on the waist
I'm like a Face card while the dealer showing Ace
You can hit me if you want to but it prolly won't be safe

You can clone me if you want to But I'll never be replaced
I'm like the shadow to the sun, it's shining brightly on your face
I Still don't know the route I'm taking but I'm eating either way
My plate is full my pockets fuller Fuck around and catch a case

With all these pockets that I'm Running
Fuck the east side west Side till I die
I'll take the gangsters out the dungeon she gon treat me when I want it
Cop a Lamborghini Geesky when these bitches see just how the sham does it
Popping these pussies I ain't got time for no tushy
I'm tryna bring this shit right to the bone
I ain't Never kill but don't push me I'll get in line with my bookie
And have him follow you any place that you go

Ya I got a Glock, you got to notice
With a couple hundred shots, I got to roll with
Ya I know what's on your mind, that's fine just know this
Anybody tryna rock
I'm on
Ya I'm up I'm bouta drop, I'm out with more shit
Yeah I know you bouta rock this out with your kin
Yeah it's all up in my mind to grind and focus
Yeah I've never had no time to whine
That's bogus

Cancun that's the spot
Ladies Drop it like it's hot
Y'all don't Tell me what it is cause I know what up
Been hip since the drop Lamborghinis down the block
Don't ask if it's goin down cause It's going up
Smile on me cheesing I be chillin down in Mexico
Picking out these Hoes just like it's enee meanie miny moe
Take her to the bar as if she's all mine
Drinking play it cool I'm drinking Henny she on white wine
I might just ask her baby

Just won't you slide with me
I know I'm a hard knock
Chillin wit a long shot
Just come out and see

Ya I got a Glock, you got to notice
With a couple hundred shots, I got to roll with
Ya I know what's on your mind, that's fine just know this
Anybody tryna rock
I'm on
Ya I'm up I'm bouta drop, I'm out with more shit
Yeah I know you bouta rock this out with your kin
Yeah it's all up in my mind to grind and focus
Yeah I've never had no time to whine
That's bogus



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Writer(s): Jonah Shammas
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