ONTHEFLOOR lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm only like twenty years old, I done seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, I done spent a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on these designer clothes
Uh, I can't put my trust in a guy, 'cause I know all of these n*ggas gon' fold
Uh, lil' n*gga, know you not that guy, I'm the young n*gga comin' through with a roll
Yeah, I'm getting like so much cash, I'm getting like so much cash, ain't sold my soul
The b*tch got so much ass, this b*tch got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah, my chain swing and it's touching the floor
I'm on a private jet, I'm finna touch down in Brazil to rock out a show

[Verse 1]
I got a private text from this lil' private b*tch, she wanna do private sh*t
I'm on my private page, I'm counting up racks and I'm getting fly, lil' b*tch
Uh, I stay getting paid, I stay in the stores, I stay buying all the sh*t
Uh, no I didn’t wanna hoop, no, I wasn’t on no court, but I been a lil’ baller, b*tch
Uh, I'm telling the hoes, if I pour 'em up they better drink all this sh*t
Yeah, when we in the spot, keep cash on the sticks, and we having all the sticks
Uh, talking about mo'f*ckin' paper, I'm getting all of it
Uh, yeah, I don't got time for a hater, I can't even see these n*ggas
Uh, the b*tch was 2D, I paid for her ass and now that sh*t 3D, n*gga
Uh, just me and my .43, talkin 'bout my glick, I ride around two deep, n*gga
Uh, but I can't get too deep, n*gga
Uh, 'cause I don't even trust these n*ggas
Uh, and I don't even trust these hoes
Huh, they just tryna blow my figures
Uh, let's take the whole two liter
Uh, let's go pour the whole pint in it
Uh, my neck so froze up, n*gga
Uh, I look like a alpine skiier
[Chorus]
I'm only like twenty years old, I done seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, I done spent a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on these designer clothes
Uh, I can't put my trust in a guy, 'cause I know all of these n*ggas gon' fold
Uh, lil' n*gga, know you not that guy, I'm the young n*gga comin' through with a roll
Yeah, I'm getting like so much cash, I'm getting like so much cash, ain't sold my soul
The b*tch got so much ass, this b*tch got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah, my chain swing and it's touching the floor
I'm on a private jet, I'm finna touch down in Brazil to rock out a show

[Verse 2]
I'm in a brand new whip, this b*tch got suicide doors, go grab the rope
I caught a brand new b*tch, she tryna go back and forth, I tell her, "Let's go"
When I rock a brand new chain, sh*t is a tennis chain, we don't do the ropes
When I rock a brand new stage, my fans they go insane, you already know
Yeah, yeah, I'm hitting this ho, uh, yeah, and I'm grabbing her throat
Yeah, I'm staying inside, huh, I'm stuck in the crib, uppin' my roll
Uh, I'm still screaming free my guys, they done sent my lil' boy down the road
All these lil' n*ggas live in disguise, yeah, the real them, they don't show

[Chorus]
I'm only like twenty years old, I done seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, I done spent a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on these designer clothes
Uh, I can't put my trust in a guy, 'cause I know all of these n*ggas gon' fold
Uh, lil' n*gga, know you not that guy, I'm the young n*gga comin' through with a roll
Yeah, I'm getting like so much cash, I'm getting like so much cash, ain't sold my soul
The b*tch got so much ass, this b*tch got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah, my chain swing and it's touching the floor
I'm on a private jet, I'm finna touch down in Brazil to rock out a show
[Outro]
(She wanna do private sh*t)