On It

Bitch im on it I got one for the fam Two for my niggas Three more in the blam Like I I roll wit spares Cause if a nigga actin bold i got theirs Yeah im on it Im tryna bone it I aint trippin bout that bitch unless i own it But ion own it I cant condone it I fuck wit me cause i know a nigga on it Bitch im on it Fuck wit the fam Ill be damned Ill set it off bitch you know who i am I had plan Sold some grams Bout three days later had a grand I just be smokin On that commotion Break the loud with my hands when im rollin Cause i be pearlin My youngings learnin Told em tuck it with your thumbs and watch it curve in Jitts be on it My niggas on it And we all be posted up like kevin garnett I take my profit Make a deposit Money draw the line i pray a nigga cross it I talk to god Aint no profit But im shootin for the stars like i comet You talkin bold You need to calm it Seen that nigga actin foul so ima call it Tell me whatchu talm bout nigga Is you on that nigga Cause if shit hit the fan then im on that nigga Ima ride for my nigga Prolly die for my nigga If it comes to the fam im uppin fye on a nigga I wont lie on my niggas Gettin high wit my nigga They tell us let it bee We bout to hive on them niggas Pull up wit my bro we hittin five of the niggas Real recognize real you in disguise lil nigga Bitch want me to fuck but im gettin to the skrilla Put that pussy on hold one time for a nigga Say you want ya ass bigga Let me help with your figure Dog you betta get ya girl cause im on that nigga Man shawty so pearled can she bounce it like she tigger Face down bottoms up Word to trey trigga Pull out of the bitch and peel off just like a sticker Call me if you need me bro you know im on it You my nigga Bitch im on it I got one for the fam Two for my niggas Three more in the blam Like I I roll wit spares Cause if a nigga actin bold i got theirs Yeah im on it Im tryna bone it I aint trippin bout that bitch unless i own it But ion own it I cant condone it I fuck wit me cause i know a nigga on it Bitch im on it Back then Like twenty-ten Just a jitt i wasnt worried bout no friends I wanted bands And a benz Will i get it man i guess it all depends On the grind and the hussle Call the shots like im russell You was never in the team i aint see you in the huddle Wasnt with me chasin green Smokin strong indica got that muscle Wasnt satisfied i started makin double Bitch ion cuddle I show no love but still got bitches makin puddles She wanna ride but ion even got no buckles Now im thinkin if i crash is she gon be there through the troubles I spend my last is you gon stick it through the struggles Stay down and help a nigga stay humble Is you gon catch a nigga if i start to stumble Help me recover if i fall out like fumble Bitch im a man see the stubble and the muscle Bro i even lost my tan cause all i fuckin do is hussle I dont need a bih whos always buggin me to love her Look im workin on myself so ion got the time to cuff ya Most you bitches shady i will never be a busta You was never throwin ass before i came up out the gutter When i told you i was on it and i know i didnt stutter Now i see the real you was always hiddin undercover Mothafucka Bitch im on it I got one for the fam Two for my niggas Three more in the blam Like I I roll wit spares Cause if a nigga actin bold i got theirs Yeah im on it Im tryna bone it I aint trippin bout that bitch unless i own it But ion own it I cant condone it I fuck wit me cause i know a nigga on it Bitch im on it