Lyrics
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on
Go for real
And that's all in the real
Mami i'f you tryna slide, gotta bring one full wheel
Just another day in the light
I know it's wrong, I ain't right
When it rain, it's gon' storm
Diamonds flashing like some lights
I paid a ticket for the tab
I ain't talking bout no price
He paid a ticket for the bitch
And he ain't talking bout his wife
But it ain't tricking if you got it
I wanna gamble, roll the dice
My youngin' moving with them sticks
Like what the fuck wrong with his eyes
We don't move like you guys
Family ties, we the mob
When it's up, we gon' slide
Suicide, he gon' die
While them niggas swish up on me
There's some shit that I can't speak about
On the road to riches
Fuck around and take a quicker route
Drop her off, pick her up
I dick her down, beat her up
You call my phone, like, boy, what's up
You talking tough, I'm hanging up
That tough tone ain't cool with me
You mad at her, she cool with me
She play my song, you cut it off
You mad as fuck, can't fuck with me
Spill my whole bankroll all on a thick bitch
Not coming home with me, ho
I just want my dick lit
We not watching Netflix
I just want that neck neck
You might get a text back
Pussy, I can't stress that
Baby, I don't know that bitch
She follow me on Instagram
She rocking with my new shit
And she told me that she been a fan
Groupie ho, they loving me
Them hating niggas, can't fuck with me
It's touching every dollar
Pay the fine and you can order me
Nigga
Pay the fine, pay the fine
I might hit the bank