On Me

Lyrics

[Chorus: Y-Milo] I got a pocket full of money Full of money And I'm turnt up Except for that ain't changing Room full of bottles We got models You see the bad bitch that we came with Ooh Ooh Uh Dranks on me The smokes on me The girls everything on me Dranks on me The smokes on me Everything everything on me [Verse: Y-Milo] Gon pop a bottle of that Roze Fine ass breezys all on me She said that she ready, so you know that we on I'ma make her tap out then I'm gon in the morn Hol up Don't baby sit the bottle Liquid courage Got these bitches on the throttle They tryna go I tell em ride it like apollo My shit is outerspace Light that ass up like a pyro 187 we came to fuck up the club Got my real goons with me And we murderin some Drink in my hand Her money in my hand Gon buy the bar I dont care what she spend I gotta throw up that chedda And tell these bitches they betta Get to poppin and droppin the party never be stoppin And we just keepin on drinkin and all the girlies is choosin Cause now they know that I'm winnin I dont fuck with that losing And I [Chorus: Y-Milo] I got a pocket full of money Full of money And I'm turnt up Except for that ain't changing Room full of bottles We got models You see the bad bitch that we came with Ooh Ooh Uh Dranks on me The smokes on me The girls everything on me Dranks on me The smokes on me Everything everything on me [Verse: Y-Milo (Pflames)] Agh I got a bad bitch She far from plain But I dont even know her first name last name Raised in the city of the dope dealers Talk shit and get popped Smoke Tygas I be in the club turned up fucked up With all the ratchets and I'm turnin em out Niggas got a problem Cause they bitches with me Come holla at these fist and lets figure it out And I'm back off in the club With my shirt off and my chain on Tatts all on my body Got that bomb shit On this dope song So sickening I'm straight trippin I put my dick in a lil bitch then dismiss them A real hitter, a weed hitter Hit that shit then pass it OG We gon in the club No ID (No ID) My niggas kill at will Give you black eyed peas Mothafucka [Chorus: Y-Milo] I got a pocket full of money Full of money And I'm turnt up Except for that ain't changing Room full of bottles We got models You see the bad bitch that we came with Ooh Ooh Uh Dranks on me The smokes on me The girls everything on me Dranks on me The smokes on me Everything everything on me [Verse: Pflames] Blame it on my ADD or my OCD But I'ma drink it deep Smelling that ?? Like YNV Go wild like 95 it's just The old me But the new me chilled like a cool breeze And I got a cold piece Waiting up in VIP Sitting with something louder than a shotgun So we just shotgun toasts Til we both numb On my Tucker Mac shit I'm back bitch Fuck hiatus The wait is over Now I'm back for this paper Should change my name to Ali Cause you fucking with the greatest Couple grays in my bed It's just proof a nigga made it (woah) Popping bottles like its draft day Everyday Getting money like an athlete Everyday Chasing zeros with my Zeroes Til I overdose And they gotta carry me home [Chorus: Y-Milo] I got a pocket full of money Full of money And I'm turnt up Except for that ain't changing Room full of bottles We got models You see the bad bitch that we came with Ooh Ooh Uh Dranks on me The smokes on me The girls everything on me Dranks on me The smokes on me Everything everything on me