On My Nek (feat. Tory Lanez)

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I'm swiping through all the debts
Fit to go hit the mall let's spend it
Fit to go hit the mall, let's get it
Split this shit up with all of my niggas

Oh, your bitch wanna ball forget it
All my necklace dripping spaghetti, yea
Said my neck, it was all baguette
On my neck it was all baguette, yeah, yeah

Shorty trying to fuck for the evening
Shorty trying to fuck for the night
See what I did with them pieces
Make this shit jump like Mike

See how I flooded the watch
See how I'm ducking the cops
See how I'm ducking these bum ass bitches
I know what they do for the cock

I know what to do with an eater, (I do)
I know how to make her or please her, (I do)
Count money in the wraith with my feet up
Make sure the money right before we meet up, (get that)

Pressure, sliding
Fuck it, make the shit jam
Make sure the merch in your hand
Watch for the LP on stand, (gotta watch)

Niggas can't stop we in motion
Bitch move, I'm getting focus
Niggas out here getting noticed
Can't say you with it, gotta show us

Can't talk about shit you ain't doing, (can't do it)
Can't talk about niggas ain't wrong, (can't do it)
Can't talk about niggas they're shootin', (can't do it)
Can't talk about niggas ain't do this, (ain't do this)

I'm swiping through all the debts
Fit to go hit that mall, let's spend it
Fit to go hit the mall, let's get it
Split this shit with all of my niggas

Oh, your bitch wanna ball forget it
On my necklace dripping spaghetti, yeah
Said my neck, it was all baguette
On my neck it was all baguette, yeah, yeah

Yeah, fuck boys
Naysayers told make way for the way makers
My risk say fist on haymaker

Yeah, Floyd, Mayweather
I rock yet through the day weather
Thick bitch neck make my day better
I'm go with the tool should k' better

Yeah, I'm the truth, I'm the truth homes
Got two phones
Even back then
Had the Nextel with the brr

On the boost phone
I stop taking TTC when niggas found PGP's
Three gold chains in the stash when James Gone score
Told them fucking GED

Now I'm gettin' money on a hot rise
Got bad bitches cool with the hot thighs
Yeah, I'm smooth with the hah
With the ouh, with the ah
And oh, with the hot fries

The bitch said it mine but it's not mine
My Jamaican shootas do Slattas
And the same shootas deal with the mattas
That's why them make us top five and not five, nigga

I'm swiping through all the debts
Fit to go hit that mall, let's spend it
Fit to go hit the mall, let's get it
Split this shit with all of my niggas

Oh, your bitch wanna ball forget it
On my necklace dripping spaghetti, yeah
Said my neck, it was all baguette
On my neck it was all baguette, yeah, yeah

Don't stop with the wave
Hop out catch a stain
Bust down fuck a plain
Swipe a card, we ain't the same, yeah

Don't stop with the wave
Hop out catch a stain
Bust down fuck a plain
Swipe a card, we ain't the same, yeah, (yeah, yeah, yeah)

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