I’m On (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Cash Kidd]
Helluva made this beat, baby
Helly on the beat, you know we got one
Helly on the beat, you know we, yeah
When the f*ck this b*tch gon' drop?
I think it's 'bout to drop right now
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
Ride down his block, better not slow down, ayy
You know we outside with them poles out, ayy
Bands so fire, bring the hoes out, ayy
I ran it up on n*ggas, b*tch, I'm on now, ayy
Had to jugg a n*gga with some fake pills, yeah
Jugged another n*gga with some fake bills, yeah
I never broke the code, I remained real
Tryna see how havin' M's in the safe feel

[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
b*tch say she want a perky, we got boatloads, ayy
Did a turn-around like the road closed, ayy
n*ggas hatin', I'm the GOAT though, yeah
n*ggas pillow talkin' to they broke hoes, yeah
Got this rap sh*t in a chokehold, ayy
Let me change it up
I don't trick, I make hoes pay to f*ck, I can't make this up
Facing blunts like it's 4/20, no, not eighty bucks
Ain't tryna kick it, you can catch these bullets like I faked a punt, ayy
Got a rap b*tch, she realer than my cold ones, yeah
I know some new n*ggas realer than my old ones, yeah
She say before you come, grab some Fruit Roll-Ups
'Cause this di*k got your b*tch whipped like a tow truck
Teacher said what you wanna be when you grow up?
Not rap, but this was God's plan, this sh*t chose us
Bro say n*ggas only 'round case I blow up
Got my eyes open, I can barely trust my own blood
You say y'all accept credit? Alright, okie-dokie
Slid another rental, doin' doughnuts like I'm holy moly
In the O, just did a turn around like the hokie pokey
Hundreds in my pocket balled up like a rollie-pollie
Ayy, havin' fun with this sh*t now
Yeah, now I can use my face as a discount
Mama, don't you worry 'cause I keep it on me
Wet a n*gga shirt, bet he die like some bleach was on him
Make believers out of b*tches, they was sleepin' on me
Multitasking, getting head and I'm eatin' Coney
Tell my b*tch to pray for me, I got demons on me
f*ck around and dump the whole clip like it cheated on me
Gettin' groceries with them Visas on me, you can ask my ex
Free Ty, I f*ck with Stackboys, make cash and checks
Just did homework on the opp, I bet we pass the test
Gettin' off, these n*ggas sick, dog, they should be at the vet
[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
Ride down his block, better not slow down, ayy
You know we outside with them poles out, ayy
Bands so fire, bring the hoes out, ayy
I ran it up on n*ggas, b*tch, I'm on now, ayy
Had to jugg a n*gga with some fake pills, yeah
Jugged another n*gga with some fake bills, yeah
I never broke the code, I remained real
Tryna see how havin' M's in the safe feel, yeah

[Verse 2: Yhung T.O.]
All these chains around my neck, come and get you one
You ain't caught me out yet, n*gga, give it up
n*ggas type for nothin'
See your coffee, you ain't cuttin' up
She gon' run it up
On this di*k she be cuttin' up
You n*ggas talkin' like you ripped but you ain't buff
Damn, that b*tch got hella ass but some make-up
Wouldn't let her eye pass, ain't no A plus
Got n*ggas waitin' by your bed when you wake up
Catch me ridin' with this chop, this my mini-me
Free the opps, let me ride on my enemies
I think I had an epiphany
Every n*gga with me chopstickin', it's a symphony
And you can catch me in your city with this ice on me
Keep that pipe on me
How he clutchin' with that knife on him
Got my n*ggas with me
Not referring to my white homies
Hold on, b*tch, don't get too close, I got all white on me
I would never take no deal like a bad advance
I wouldn't even cuff your b*tch if I had the chance
If a n*gga want my verse, I need cash advance
Bet this forty make this stiff, this n*gga Michael Jackson dance
Moonwalking on that b*tch with these Maisons on
I'm the reason why your baby daddy made a song
Hate a broke b*tch who can't make her own
b*tch, if you wasn't stuck up I might've turned your cable on
I put diamonds in my teeth, it made me speak different
When I thought about your life, it made me think different
Like if I was in your shoes and I just kept losing
I know that'd never happen 'cause I keep winning
I'm that n*gga in my section but that pole on me
Case a hating n*gga just decide he want to score on me
And everybody time come, don't feel sad for me
And n*gga, you can't pull my card, I got cash on me
[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
Ride down his block, better not slow down, ayy
You know we outside with them poles out, ayy
Bands so fire, bring the hoes out, ayy
I ran it up on n*ggas, b*tch, I'm on now, ayy
Had to jugg a n*gga with some fake pills, yeah
Jugged another n*gga with some fake bills, yeah
I never broke the code, I remained real
Tryna see how havin' M's in the safe feel, yeah

[Outro: Cash Kidd]
Play still
Shout out to my people, how that Drac' feel, yeah
Ran it up on n*ggas, b*tch, I'm on now
Ran it up on n*ggas, b*tch, I'm on now
Ran it up on n*ggas, b*tch, we on now