On My Shoulders (feat. Ixso)
Yeah good gas, gun smoke
I got hella cash in my bag on my shoulders
I'm tryna count racks with my fucking soldiers
And my diamonds big as Shaq but they rock like boulders
They chase money like it runs but it always comes to me
Swear they always want some they can't none from me
Still got cuts on my thumbs, I been fucking up these hunnids
Hope you try me if you're dumb I got niggas shooting for me
I got niggas down to crash, I'm the cash cow
I got crips in cash so they're mad now
I got bitches full of class with their ass out
I can finally see what these niggas be mad bout
Yeah good gas, gun smoke
I got hella cash in my bag on my shoulders
I'm tryna count racks with my fucking soldiers
And my diamonds big as Shaq but they rock like boulders
Yeah fuck that I want it all in advance
And I keep hustling, it nothing I'm just saying
It's funny, I just jumped in I ain't have a plan, nah
You still have nothing but you sit there with your hand out
These niggas bluffing they're not really about what they say
I come in clutch, and up a 10 in just the next few days
What I'm becoming I'm a nigga that you cannot play
I can't discuss nothing with niggas that not getting paid
Yeah good gas, gun smoke
I got hella cash in my bag on my shoulders
I'm tryna count racks with my fucking soldiers
And my diamonds big as Shaq but they rock like boulders
Yeah good gas, gun smoke
I got hella cash in my bag on my shoulders
I'm tryna count racks with my fucking soldiers
And my diamonds big as Shaq but they rock like boulders
I got hella cash in my bag on my shoulders
I'm tryna count racks with my fucking soldiers
And my diamonds big as Shaq but they rock like boulders
They chase money like it runs but it always comes to me
Swear they always want some they can't none from me
Still got cuts on my thumbs, I been fucking up these hunnids
Hope you try me if you're dumb I got niggas shooting for me
I got niggas down to crash, I'm the cash cow
I got crips in cash so they're mad now
I got bitches full of class with their ass out
I can finally see what these niggas be mad bout
Yeah good gas, gun smoke
I got hella cash in my bag on my shoulders
I'm tryna count racks with my fucking soldiers
And my diamonds big as Shaq but they rock like boulders
Yeah fuck that I want it all in advance
And I keep hustling, it nothing I'm just saying
It's funny, I just jumped in I ain't have a plan, nah
You still have nothing but you sit there with your hand out
These niggas bluffing they're not really about what they say
I come in clutch, and up a 10 in just the next few days
What I'm becoming I'm a nigga that you cannot play
I can't discuss nothing with niggas that not getting paid
Yeah good gas, gun smoke
I got hella cash in my bag on my shoulders
I'm tryna count racks with my fucking soldiers
And my diamonds big as Shaq but they rock like boulders
Yeah good gas, gun smoke
I got hella cash in my bag on my shoulders
I'm tryna count racks with my fucking soldiers
And my diamonds big as Shaq but they rock like boulders
Credits
Writer(s): Antonio Walker
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