I'M On What?
Huh, yeah, uh huh
Yeah, yeah, uh huh
Yeah, yeah, uh huh
Yeah, yeah, uh huh
I do not know what I'm on bruh
But I like the way that it kick, bitch
And I do not need need ya, I want ya
I told her pull up to the crib, yeah
Pulled up in that big body Tonka
Swerving, I'm scraping the rims, yeah
And I'm not finna' pick up your call bruh
I don't want to hear about your shit, huh
I'm on the beat and I'm off of the-
I'm on the beat and I'm off of the- fuck
I'm on the beat and I'm off of the- shit
I do not really want talk to ya, huh
I just really want to talk to your bitch
Walk in I'm bringing the bag with me, huh
I got a whole lot of bands in this bitch
Look how I'm rocking these baggy jeans, huh
Cause I'm tryna fit my bands in them
I got the bands and I'm keeping 'em, huh
No I'm not trying to go broke again
Taking your bitch and I'm leaving her, huh
So I could let her be a hoe again
I got my hand on my heater
The only thing that I keep attached
Looking for me have you seen him?
I'm probably where all the beans are at
I do not know what I'm on bruh
But I like the way that it kick, bitch
And I do not need need ya, I want ya
I told her pull up to the crib, yeah
Pulled up in that big body Tonka
Swerving, I'm scraping the rims, yeah
And I'm not finna pick up your call bruh
I don't want to hear about your shit, huh (Ohh, Oh my god)
Walk in that bitch, Balenci' stepping
What is on me? My chain and my weapon
Fire on me got my hand on my heat
Hit up the opp and took him off the schedule
Your bitch say that you good but say I do it better
And I did it the same day I muh'fucking met her
And to that pussy rest in peace
Sending that lil bitch a "get well" letter
(Skrrrrrrrtt, huh yeah)
Hop in the whip and I swerve (yeah, yeah)
Yes I been sipping the syrup (yeah)
Off of the Wok' I be leaving the earth (yeah, oh my god)
I'm on a whole different world, and it's familiar
I do not know what I want right now, but it's making my tummy really hurt
I do not know what I'm on bruh
But I like the way that it kick, bitch
And I do not need need ya, I want ya
I told her pull up to the crib, yeah
Pulled up in that big body Tonka
Swerving, I'm scraping the rims, yeah
And I'm not finna pick up your call bruh
I don't want to hear about your shit, huh
I'm on the beat and I'm off of the- fuck
I'm on the beat and I'm off of the- shit
(Skrrrrrrrtt, Ohh)
(Yeah)
I do not really want talk to ya
I just really want to talk to your bitch
I do not know what I'm on bruh
Yeah, yeah, uh huh
Yeah, yeah, uh huh
Yeah, yeah, uh huh
I do not know what I'm on bruh
But I like the way that it kick, bitch
And I do not need need ya, I want ya
I told her pull up to the crib, yeah
Pulled up in that big body Tonka
Swerving, I'm scraping the rims, yeah
And I'm not finna' pick up your call bruh
I don't want to hear about your shit, huh
I'm on the beat and I'm off of the-
I'm on the beat and I'm off of the- fuck
I'm on the beat and I'm off of the- shit
I do not really want talk to ya, huh
I just really want to talk to your bitch
Walk in I'm bringing the bag with me, huh
I got a whole lot of bands in this bitch
Look how I'm rocking these baggy jeans, huh
Cause I'm tryna fit my bands in them
I got the bands and I'm keeping 'em, huh
No I'm not trying to go broke again
Taking your bitch and I'm leaving her, huh
So I could let her be a hoe again
I got my hand on my heater
The only thing that I keep attached
Looking for me have you seen him?
I'm probably where all the beans are at
I do not know what I'm on bruh
But I like the way that it kick, bitch
And I do not need need ya, I want ya
I told her pull up to the crib, yeah
Pulled up in that big body Tonka
Swerving, I'm scraping the rims, yeah
And I'm not finna pick up your call bruh
I don't want to hear about your shit, huh (Ohh, Oh my god)
Walk in that bitch, Balenci' stepping
What is on me? My chain and my weapon
Fire on me got my hand on my heat
Hit up the opp and took him off the schedule
Your bitch say that you good but say I do it better
And I did it the same day I muh'fucking met her
And to that pussy rest in peace
Sending that lil bitch a "get well" letter
(Skrrrrrrrtt, huh yeah)
Hop in the whip and I swerve (yeah, yeah)
Yes I been sipping the syrup (yeah)
Off of the Wok' I be leaving the earth (yeah, oh my god)
I'm on a whole different world, and it's familiar
I do not know what I want right now, but it's making my tummy really hurt
I do not know what I'm on bruh
But I like the way that it kick, bitch
And I do not need need ya, I want ya
I told her pull up to the crib, yeah
Pulled up in that big body Tonka
Swerving, I'm scraping the rims, yeah
And I'm not finna pick up your call bruh
I don't want to hear about your shit, huh
I'm on the beat and I'm off of the- fuck
I'm on the beat and I'm off of the- shit
(Skrrrrrrrtt, Ohh)
(Yeah)
I do not really want talk to ya
I just really want to talk to your bitch
I do not know what I'm on bruh
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Writer(s): Gustavo Makarem
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