On Me

Lyrics

[Intro: Chief Keef] All these hoes... Keep them racks on me A pint of act... quarter pound of... On me On me Glo Gang 1017, GBE baby Bang Almighty Sosa, yeah [Chorus: Chief Keef] All these hoes know I keep them racks on me A pint of Act' and a quarter pound pack on me Lotta thots and the paparazzi all on me Top drop in that 'Rari, it's just me and Bally Pour up a four, now it's time to get leany These niggas mad at us 'cause we doin' our thingy-thingy But I ain't mad at ya, but if you ever need me Just call my manager, get him to check, and he gon' beep me [Verse 1: Ballout] I've been too busy on the road, it's so hard to see me All these bitches callin' and texts, it's so hard to reach me They say I'm gettin' fat, bitch, you know I'm fuckin' greedy So GDK, bitch, you know, I'm so fuckin' BD Glo Gang run the world, bitch, we run every city Flexin' on everybody, everybody with me Ridin' 'round Ferraris and them Bentleys And I'm off Xanax, I'm off lean, and I got plenty I got hundreds, I got fifties, I got twenties Walk up in the club, them hoes, they run up on me Racks up in my pocket, homie You know I keep them motherfuckin' racks on me [Chorus: Chief Keef] All these hoes know I keep them racks on me A pint of Act' and a quarter pound pack on me Lotta thots and the paparazzi all on me Top drop in that 'Rari, it's just me and Bally Pour up a four, now it's time to get leany These niggas mad at us 'cause we doin' our thingy-thingy But I ain't mad at ya, but if you ever need me Just call my manager, get him to check, and he gon' beep me [Verse 2: Tadoe] Out in traffic, I got all these racks on me A nigga try to take it, know this gat on me When I hit the club, all these hoes on me You wanna come to gang, you gotta fuck the homies Party poppin' xans, bitch, you know it's on me I can give you 3, put you in the zone, b It ain't shit, got them racks on me Glo Gang posted, and them be the homies Posted up with all the Glocks, with them big chromes Got them racks and we do our thing A nigga wanna send shots, I got good aim Put this red dot right up at your brain [Chorus: Chief Keef] All these hoes know I keep them racks on me A pint of Act' and a quarter pound pack on me Lotta thots and the paparazzi all on me Top drop in that 'Rari, it's just me and Bally Pour up a four, now it's time to get leany These niggas mad at us 'cause we doin' our thingy-thingy But I ain't mad at ya, but if you ever need me Just call my manager, get him to check, and he gon' beep me