I’m On (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Cash Kidd] Helluva made this beat, baby Helly on the beat, you know we got one Helly on the beat, you know we, yeah When the fuck this bitch gon' drop? I think it's 'bout to drop right now Ayy, ayy [Chorus: Cash Kidd] Ride down his block, better not slow down, ayy You know we outside with them poles out, ayy Bands so fire, bring the hoes out, ayy I ran it up on niggas, bitch, I'm on now, ayy Had to jugg a nigga with some fake pills, yeah Jugged another nigga with some fake bills, yeah I never broke the code, I remained real Tryna see how havin' M's in the safe feel [Verse 1: Cash Kidd] Bitch say she want a perky, we got boatloads, ayy Did a turn-around like the road closed, ayy Niggas hatin', I'm the GOAT though, yeah Niggas pillow talkin' to they broke hoes, yeah Got this rap shit in a chokehold, ayy Let me change it up I don't trick, I make hoes pay to fuck, I can't make this up Facing blunts like it's 4/20, no, not eighty bucks Ain't tryna kick it, you can catch these bullets like I faked a punt, ayy Got a rap bitch, she realer than my cold ones, yeah I know some new niggas realer than my old ones, yeah She say before you come, grab some Fruit Roll-Ups 'Cause this dick got your bitch whipped like a tow truck Teacher said what you wanna be when you grow up? Not rap, but this was God's plan, this shit chose us Bro say niggas only 'round case I blow up Got my eyes open, I can barely trust my own blood You say y'all accept credit? Alright, okie-dokie Slid another rental, doin' doughnuts like I'm holy moly In the O, just did a turn around like the hokie pokey Hundreds in my pocket balled up like a rollie-pollie Ayy, havin' fun with this shit now Yeah, now I can use my face as a discount Mama, don't you worry 'cause I keep it on me Wet a nigga shirt, bet he die like some bleach was on him Make believers out of bitches, they was sleepin' on me Multitasking, getting head and I'm eatin' Coney Tell my bitch to pray for me, I got demons on me Fuck around and dump the whole clip like it cheated on me Gettin' groceries with them Visas on me, you can ask my ex Free Ty, I fuck with Stackboys, make cash and checks Just did homework on the opp, I bet we pass the test Gettin' off, these niggas sick, dog, they should be at the vet [Chorus: Cash Kidd] Ride down his block, better not slow down, ayy You know we outside with them poles out, ayy Bands so fire, bring the hoes out, ayy I ran it up on niggas, bitch, I'm on now, ayy Had to jugg a nigga with some fake pills, yeah Jugged another nigga with some fake bills, yeah I never broke the code, I remained real Tryna see how havin' M's in the safe feel, yeah [Verse 2: Yhung T.O.] All these chains around my neck, come and get you one You ain't caught me out yet, nigga, give it up Niggas type for nothin' See your coffee, you ain't cuttin' up She gon' run it up On this dick she be cuttin' up You niggas talkin' like you ripped but you ain't buff Damn, that bitch got hella ass but some make-up Wouldn't let her eye pass, ain't no A plus Got niggas waitin' by your bed when you wake up Catch me ridin' with this chop, this my mini-me Free the opps, let me ride on my enemies I think I had an epiphany Every nigga with me chopstickin', it's a symphony And you can catch me in your city with this ice on me Keep that pipe on me How he clutchin' with that knife on him Got my niggas with me Not referring to my white homies Hold on, bitch, don't get too close, I got all white on me I would never take no deal like a bad advance I wouldn't even cuff your bitch if I had the chance If a nigga want my verse, I need cash advance Bet this forty make this stiff, this nigga Michael Jackson dance Moonwalking on that bitch with these Maisons on I'm the reason why your baby daddy made a song Hate a broke bitch who can't make her own Bitch, if you wasn't stuck up I might've turned your cable on I put diamonds in my teeth, it made me speak different When I thought about your life, it made me think different Like if I was in your shoes and I just kept losing I know that'd never happen 'cause I keep winning I'm that nigga in my section but that pole on me Case a hating nigga just decide he want to score on me And everybody time come, don't feel sad for me And nigga, you can't pull my card, I got cash on me [Chorus: Cash Kidd] Ride down his block, better not slow down, ayy You know we outside with them poles out, ayy Bands so fire, bring the hoes out, ayy I ran it up on niggas, bitch, I'm on now, ayy Had to jugg a nigga with some fake pills, yeah Jugged another nigga with some fake bills, yeah I never broke the code, I remained real Tryna see how havin' M's in the safe feel, yeah [Outro: Cash Kidd] Play still Shout out to my people, how that Drac' feel, yeah Ran it up on niggas, bitch, I'm on now Ran it up on niggas, bitch, I'm on now Ran it up on niggas, bitch, we on now