On Me

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Bandz] (Chopsquad) Traplanta shit, Skippa Da Flippa in this bitch, man Get It Gang, Temper Up Gang Shoot 'Em Up Gang, Take Some' Gang On me [Pre-Chorus: Lil Durk] These niggas on me (Let's get it), these bitches on me (M's) Got designer on me, Chilanta on me I got Gucci on me (Got Gucci on me), I got Louis on me (Got Louis on me) Don't act stupid, homie, got a fifty-shot movie on me (Brrt) [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa & Lil Durk] It's on me (It's on me) It's on me (Yeah, it's on me) It's on me (Yeah, it's on me) It's on me (Yeah, it's on me) Said, it's on me (Yeah, it's on me) Yeah, it's on me (Yeah, it's on me) It's on me Said, it's on me [Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa] Flippa! Designer, yeah, it's on me I got Frosted Flake Cookies, you might mistake me for Tony (Twin) OTF Migos gang, those are my homies (Squad) The chopper stay on me so I'm never lonely (Gra) Play her like Playstation, think I was Sony Spending ten on some Margielas, they can't be phony Gucci and Louis, I can't do the Fendi Sing pull the four-five if you try to fend me I got ten Louis belts when I trap Lindsey Only the trappers and dabbers can feel me Free flak' in my Backwood, you know that I faced it For moms, a Birkin as soon as I made it The Percocet turn me up, think I was wasted And I stay with a pint, nigga, fuck getting faded (Pint) Migo the gang, and we having artillery Pistol-grip pump and that bitch kick you, literally I dab in seven designers, so you 'member me Fresh copped a Benz when I copped that Kimberly All bout the guala so you know I got a check Balmain my britches while I throw up my set Dab on a nigga, tell him, "No disrespect" And a nigga still havin' by the chains on my neck Flippa! [Pre-Chorus: Lil Durk] These niggas on me (Let's get it), these bitches on me (M's) Got designer on me, Chilanta on me I got Gucci on me (Got Gucci on me), I got Louis on me (Got Louis on me) Don't act stupid, homie, got a fifty-shot movie on me (Brrt) [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa & Lil Durk] It's on me (It's on me) It's on me (Yeah, it's on me) It's on me (Yeah, it's on me) It's on me (Yeah, it's on me) Said, it's on me (Yeah, it's on me) Yeah, it's on me (Yeah, it's on me) It's on me Said, it's on me [Verse 2: Lil Durk] Thirty on me, Rollie on me Smooth in the cut with that thirty on me Sippin' on codeine, that's dirty, homie Goons out right and they lurkin', homie Bitch, she'll fuck for a burger, homie (Let's get it) Lil' bitch, she'll fuck for a burger, homie (Let's get it, let's get it) Shoutout 2 Chainz (Let's get it, let's get it) Last nigga tried, he died in the same night (Brrt) Broke niggas sippin' out the same pipe, niggas ain't gang right These niggas ain't right (Let's get it, let's get it) And I'm die Y, and I'm die Y Free Nine, free Zoo and I'm die Y (M's) Two-door, you know On Pluto (Drank), Rollie and Hublot Nuski Gang, Chino Bitch nigga, you know Gang, baby, thirty chains, baby [Pre-Chorus: Lil Durk] These niggas on me (Let's get it), these bitches on me (M's) Got designer on me, Chilanta on me I got Gucci on me (Got Gucci on me), I got Louis on me (Got Louis on me) Don't act stupid, homie, got a fifty-shot movie on me (Brrt) [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa & Lil Durk] It's on me (It's on me) It's on me (Yeah, it's on me) It's on me (Yeah, it's on me) It's on me (Yeah, it's on me) Said, it's on me (Yeah, it's on me) Yeah, it's on me (Yeah, it's on me) It's on me Said, it's on me [Verse 3: G Herbo] Bitch, G Herbo, I don't leave the house if I don't got my .40 on me Niggas plottin' on me, felonies stay on me Lawyer number on me, I don't fuck with police Having withdrawals from quitting the lean and I ain't been gettin' no sleep And this .40 XD got a stick in the beam, bitch can't even fit in my jeans I just cop me a Rollie with my Cuban link, remember we use to buy food with link Remember watching the roaches run through the sink, Now i got 3 cribs who'da think? Now I got like 3 cribs, who'da thought? Rented one in LA, two was bought In Atlanta, we slide with them gats, and yo' Flippa just got with the MAC Ayy, catch an opp, hollows grabbin' his back Ayy, chase him down, give him five after that Bitch, it's G Herbo, I'm so EBK, slam the rakes, drop the five after that And No Limit don't tolerate no disrespect, all we know homicide after that [Pre-Chorus: Lil Durk] These niggas on me (Let's get it), these bitches on me (M's) Got designer on me, Chilanta on me I got Gucci on me (Got Gucci on me), I got Louis on me (Got Louis on me) Don't act stupid, homie, got a fifty-shot movie on me (Brrt) [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa & Lil Durk] It's on me (It's on me) It's on me (Yeah, it's on me) It's on me (Yeah, it's on me) It's on me (Yeah, it's on me) Said, it's on me (Yeah, it's on me) Yeah, it's on me (Yeah, it's on me) It's on me Said, it's on me (Let's get it)