On My Shit Lyrics

Flee

Watch when I'm back on my shit

Baby you know I'm still grinding

You could tell the way we shining

Pinky ring flossy, it's blinding

And she just love how I'm vibing

Niggas outside they be wilding

So I'm still packing that iron

No I'm not lacking and shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

They gonna jump right on my dick

When I get back on my shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

They gonna jump right on the dick

When I get back on my shit

Ain't seen the kid in minute

But I'm back handling business

Ain't got time for you lil bitches

Nigga just stacking them digits

Shorty know my vibe is different

Under the silky I'm spinning

Niggas they hate trying to clip him

But they ain't know that I was gripping

Need to refrain from the grilling

Before this shit turn to a homi

You would've thought this was gymnastics

The way that we catching these bodies

Sorry not sorry

Ain't playing games no atari

You could catch me out in SOBE

Back to back, Bentleys and Mazis

Word to Bigga, you could ask Fed

Find a nigga where the cash is

We them niggas still baby

And I ain't talking no past tense

Flee

And I ain't talking no past tense

Yeah you know we on the move

While these niggas stay stagnant

Baby you know I'm still grinding

You could tell the way we shining

Pinky ring flossy, it's blinding

And she just love how I'm vibing

Niggas outside they be wilding

So I'm still packing that iron

No I'm not lacking and shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

They gonna jump right on my dick

When I get back on my shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

They gonna jump right on the dick

When I get back on my shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

They gonna jump back on the dick

Yeah I'm right back on the strip

Nigga just stacking them chips

Moncler jacket I'm drippy

And she wanna be seen with me

And she know that I'm real picky

But she made the cut, so she with me

And she love how I maneuver

Did I mention she a cougar

Calling me by my new name

Twelve inches I'm the ruler

Yeah you know I had to school

Her

Sit in the back of the class

Had to get back on my shit

Just to get back to the bag

Now we right back at the pad

She don't know where the stash at

You could try my lil baby

See her waist looking snatched damn

She might ask "Where the cash at?"

Got no dollars, where the cash app

All this ice on a nigga

Man you know I gotta flash that

Baby you know I'm still grinding

You could tell the way we shining

Pinky ring flossy, it's blinding

And she just love how I'm vibing

Niggas outside they be wilding

So I'm still packing that iron

No I'm not lacking and shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

They gonna jump right on my dick

When I get back on my shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

Watch when I'm back on my shit

They gonna jump right on the dick

When I get back on my shit