It’s On Me lyrics

by

Icewear Vezzo


[Intro]
Turn the beat up, yeah
Keep that b*tch rollin', let it roll real quick
(You aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz)
Alright, hmm, hmm, yeah

[Verse 1]
I'm too smooth to beg a ho, but I'm too rich to press a b*tch
Close my end of catchin' hoes, you see them jewels and presi' wrist
Thirty-two, got Desi on me, get in my mood and wet some sh*t
Heavy sh*t, she'll take a pic', don't need a towel, ain't sweatin' sh*t
So much paper around this b*tch can dry the floor, we got all slips
Went to Louis like, "f*ck the store," can buy the buildings, that's how I'm feelin'
Richest n*gga that's dinin' b*tches, even my lil' Zoe know how I'm livin'
Rosе moating, smoke's moating, post moating, get high as ceiling
Who thе f*ck these n*ggas be thinkin'? They scammed them boys and did no killings
That bag be gone before he touch it, see my lil' bro, gon' buy a chicken
Get n*ggas gone, they speak on us, just keep your nose in n*ggas business
f*ck parole, I'm pourin' up, just hit the road with 'bows and fifty

[Chorus]
Yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew), yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew)
Yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew, ooh, ooh), yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew, what?)
I got dog sh*t standin' tall, yeah, it's on me (Ooh)
f*ck them pus*y n*ggas, we gon' ball, yeah, it's on us (Yeah, it's on us)
Yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew, yeah, yeah), yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew, yeah, yeah), yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew)
I got dog sh*t standin' tall, yeah, it's on me (Yeah, yeah)
f*ck them pus*y n*ggas, we gon' ball, yeah, it's on us (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Huh, gotta wait my turn, run up some paper, can't wait to earn a spot
Rich, no education, earned a lot rather I learned or not
Fell up out the Nessie, as with that, I send a bird to drop
Extension purn a shot, don't give a f*ck if n*ggas burn or not
Used to be them n*ggas on the house, now we who turn the lots
Never let nobody make me dumb myself, I serve a law
Switchy on them Glocks and Fetty beat, and Jizzle, wear the mouth
Swerved the drop, never paid no plug, these n*ggas curbs and cops
Ten million dollar n*gga, I'm up a dub, this what the streets think
f*ck the music, I'll step on them drugs until my feet stink
Told that ho, "Come here," we run sh*t up, you n*ggas cheapskates
Got it out the mud, I'm rich as f*ck, b*tch, I got Meech pape', n*gga

[Chorus]
Yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew), yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew)
Yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew, ooh, ooh), yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew, what?)
I got dog sh*t standin' tall, yeah, it's on me (Ooh)
f*ck them pus*y n*ggas, we gon' ball, yeah, it's on us (Yeah, it's on us)
Yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew, yeah, yeah), yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew, yeah, yeah), yeah, it's on me (Phew, phew)
I got dog sh*t standin' tall, yeah, it's on me (Yeah, yeah)
f*ck them pus*y n*ggas, we gon' ball, yeah, it's on us (Yeah, yeah)
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