It’s On Me* lyrics

[Intro]
Oooh
Oooh
It's on me
It's on me (Raahh)
It's on me (UFO, why you abduct me?)

[Chorus]
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me (Yeah, yeah)
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
I wear VETEMENTS, Balenciaga
Man, these clothes they goth enough, don't wear no Prada
Margiela on me, it's not from this world, that be that Sci-Fi (Yeah)
When it come to this fashion, I'm a prince, my name's CyHi (Let's go)

[Verse 1]
When it comes to these clothes, oh, I got plenty
Comme des Garçons, can't talk if you dingy
If she wear Fashion Nov', put her in 'lenci'
Don't wear no Prada, 'less it's American Cup, I keep it simply
I got this sh*t, I match my drip on my drip
Standin' on yellow Rick, look like a Simpson
I give you swag, then you can keep it, I even got Rick Owens all on my beanie
I'm livin' bad, I just saw an upside down cross on the neck of one of my eaters
I'm livin' bad, I don't say nothin' 'bout that, I don't care 'bout that he can keep 'em
I got a bag, Himalayan on my Birkin, it probably cost more than your eaters
I'm in Japan (I'm in Japan)
My security gave me a pill, hit like a Xan' (Hit like a Xan')
All white drop-top Cullinan lookin' like the Klan (Look like the Klan)
f*ck them girls that be talkin' about my clothes, I'm just sayin'
KTZ gloves still right here on my hand
None of the young n*ggas ever can be on my level
How am I evil?
I don't wear Prada that much and that sh*t for the Devil
Comme des Garçons, look at my shirt and it's bleedin'
b*tch, I'm rockin' at home, Human Made on in two-seater (Woah, yeah)
[Chorus]
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me (Yeah, yeah)
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me (Let's go, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
I wear VETEMENTS, Balenciaga
Man, these clothes they goth enough, don't wear no Prada
Margiela on me, it's not from this world, that be that Sci-Fi (Yeah)
When it come to this fashion, I'm a prince, my name's CyHi (Let's go)

[Verse 2]
I talk about clothes, I talk about hoes, I talk about whips
When you talk about hoes, don't go too far, 'cause they all do licks (Do licks)
That's so many watches that I ain't need, got one on my wrist (My wrist)
I got so many watches on me like the Pateks and like the Richards
Your Rollie, can keep it, the AP, can keep it
I only like Pateks that come from Geneva
You like to go with my b*tch in my season
I mix my old Spanish b*tch up with Julissa
Man, shoutout Julissa but I cannot keep her
Julissa and Lil Uzi lit all my eaters
f*ckin' them b*tches, I turn them to singers
Julissa was there, so she ride on the feature
Got V's on my jeans, now VETEMENTS got my knees out
Saw me Amiri and I just get senile
I don't wear 'Miri, Amiri too ugly
I don't wear no Louboutins, but I'm still bloody
If she don't wear what I pick, she can't touch me
I mix the Virgil right there with the Pharrell
All types of Louis, that b*tch wanna suck me
Don't come [?] swear you can't cuff me
My YEEZYs, they Nike, they glow in the dark
They is so old that they comin' apart
I was in Junior Year and I'd wear the black
But I don't wear no Chrome, like Chrome with the heart
Got on that [?] that come with the dark
Endless my denim, they come out in March (Grr)
My shirt, it might say Polizei, my hat say Polizei, but I do not f*ck with narcs (Narcs)
[Chorus]
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me (Yeah, yeah)
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, it's on me

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
I wear VETEMENTS, Balenciaga
Man, these clothes they goth enough, don't wear no Prada
Margiela on me, it's not from this world, that be that Sci-Fi (Yeah)
When it come to this fashion, I'm a prince, my name's CyHi