On Me lyrics

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
I got a cup full of mud, and a blunt full of kush
And my Benz gas tank on E (empty)
I got a blue 50k (gwala), a Glock .45
And half an ounce to smoke on me (hey, hey)
I got this red thick b*tch and that pus*y real good
But she love to smoke all a n*gga weed (goddamn)
I got a blue 100k (yeah), black .50 cal
And an half a zip to smoke on me (uh-huh)

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
I got it on me, I got it on me right now
I got it on me, five chains, I’m iced out
Yeah, they on me, yeah, these b*tches on me right now
Vercace motorcycle jacket cost eleven thou
Aye, pull up, pull up, pull up, these foreigns back to back
These little n*ggas stuntin’, these little n*ggas flexin’
Aye, rocks in my necklace, gelato, my preference
I’m eatin’ like a motherf*cker but I’m going back for seconds, uh, uh
Everybody ‘round me a made man (yeah)
Every n*gga ‘round me a paid man (uh-huh)
The conversation ain’t ‘bout money, then why conversate? (wait)
The conversation ain’t ‘bout money, then why conversate?

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
I got a cup full of mud, and a blunt full of kush
And my Benz gas tank on E (empty)
I got a blue 50k (gwala), a Glock .45
And half an ounce to smoke on me (hey, hey)
I got this red thick b*tch and that pus*y real good
But she love to smoke all a n*gga weed (goddamn)
I got a blue 100k (yeah), a black .50 cal
And a half a zip to smoke on me (uh-huh)
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Married to the hustle, gave it my last name (my last name)
Came down the aisle wearin’ a tux and seven chains (seven chains)
My car outside, b*tch, that’s the old school Range (that’s the old school Range)
1997, I set that b*tch on thangs (b*tch on thangs)
In the crowd, on a cloud, smokin’ my own strain (smokin’ my own strain)
Andretti OG roaches in the ashtray (roaches in the ashtray)
Went to Memphis, I shipped my Ferrari and a Wraith (skrt)
I bet a Dolph a pound on who’s Rolls-Royce would win a race (skrt)
Mr. Smoke-it-Down, Mr. Money-in-the-Safe (money in the safe)
Pimpin’ Andretti, and other alias names (other alias names)
I could break it down show you this sh*t is not a game (sh*t is not a game)
I could break it down you gotta adjust to my slang (gotta adjust to my slang)

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
I got a cup full of mud and a blunt full of kush
And my Benz gas tank on E (Empty)
I got a blue 50k (gwala), a Glock .45
And half an ounce to smoke on me (hey, hey)
I got this red thick b*tch and that pus*y real good
But she love to smoke all a n*gga weed (goddamn)
I got a blue 100k (yeah), a black .50 cal
And a half a zip to smoke on me (uh-huh)