It’s On

(Xclusive made this) Uh, yeah (J Thrash on the track) QRN, yeah (Ayo, Bleu) Extendo pokin' out my jeans Pull a kick door, all my niggas JOG (JOG) What you in for, baby, me or all this green? (All this green) I been rich though, since 2017 (2017) One hundred hangin' out the bottom of that chopper (one hundred) Hellcat Durango SRT, no, not the fuckin' Charger (nah, nah, nah) Mail it back, thirty P's, I thought I said I want exotic (I want exotic) Shell catch, hop out on the G like, "Bitch, you want a problem?" (Grr) Every time it's on, we ridin' all night If I ever catch you out in traffic, then it's on sight (on sight) Know I'ma rock out with my chrome, I'm talkin' broad day (broad day) Cuban links and caskets, come collect it, we gon' all die (oh, oh, oh) Walk in rockin' red bottoms, see 'em on my feet, huh? You know lil' shorty really wear Robin while hoppin' on that G5 Walkеd in Amiri, spend a couple thousand, wear that shit likе Filas Somewhere he slumped inside the project housings, we don't know how he died I'm crunk Two hundred twenty-five worth of syrup in the trunk (yeah, yeah, yeah) You know we gon' let it fly, do it for who? I bet you don't Murder on my mind all the time, I know That this might get me time, I'm a slime heart though One hundred hangin' out the bottom of that chopper (one hundred) Hellcat Durango SRT, no, not the fuckin' Charger (nah, nah, nah) Mail it back, thirty P's, I thought I said I want exotic (I want exotic) Shell catch, hop out on the G like, "Bitch, you want a problem?" (grr) Every time it's on, we ridin' all night If I ever catch you out in traffic, then it's on sight (on sight) Know I'ma rock out with my chrome, I'm talkin' broad day (broad day) Cuban links and caskets, come collect it, we gon' all die Yeah Quando watch tonight you see 'em Bet I'm finna call Lul Timm Pop on sight, above the rim Bitch, I got the jewels and gems I send 'em home Met that bitch, don't call my phone Gangster, gangster, I get down Bitch, make me spank you, move around Gunsmoke town, I'm toolied down 15 slimes I roll around 15 times, I wave around Play, I'm tryna spray shit down Inside that chopper, seventy rounds 65 in my .223 3860, QPac, YB Stop this bitch, let's clear the street (grrah) One hundred hangin' out the bottom of that chopper (one hundred) Hellcat Durango SRT, no, not the fuckin' Charger (nah, nah, nah) Mail it back, thirty P's, I thought I said I want exotic (I want exotic) Shell catch, hop out on the G like, "Bitch, you want a problem?" (Grr) Every time it's on, we ridin' all night If I ever catch you out in traffic, then it's on sight (on sight) Know I'ma rock out with my chrome, I'm talkin' broad day (broad day) Cuban links and caskets, come collect it, we gon' all die