I'M ON WHAT? Lyrics

Huh, yeah, uh huh

Yeah, yeah, uh huh

Yeah, yeah, uh huh

Yeah, yeah, uh huh

I do not know what I'm on bruh

But I like the way that it kick, bitch

And I do not need need ya, I want ya

I told her pull up to the crib, yeah

Pulled up in that big body Tonka

Swerving, I'm scraping the rims, yeah

And I'm not finna' pick up your call bruh

I don't want to hear about your shit, huh

I'm on the beat and I'm off of the-

I'm on the beat and I'm off of the- fuck

I'm on the beat and I'm off of the- shit

I do not really want talk to ya, huh

I just really want to talk to your bitch

Walk in I'm bringing the bag with me, huh

I got a whole lot of bands in this bitch

Look how I'm rocking these baggy jeans, huh

Cause I'm tryna fit my bands in them

I got the bands and I'm keeping 'em, huh

No I'm not trying to go broke again

Taking your bitch and I'm leaving her, huh

So I could let her be a hoe again

I got my hand on my heater

The only thing that I keep attached

Looking for me have you seen him?

I'm probably where all the beans are at

I do not know what I'm on bruh

But I like the way that it kick, bitch

And I do not need need ya, I want ya

I told her pull up to the crib, yeah

Pulled up in that big body Tonka

Swerving, I'm scraping the rims, yeah

And I'm not finna pick up your call bruh

I don't want to hear about your shit, huh (Ohh, Oh my god)

Walk in that bitch, Balenci' stepping

What is on me? My chain and my weapon

Fire on me got my hand on my heat

Hit up the opp and took him off the schedule

Your bitch say that you good but say I do it better

And I did it the same day I muh'fucking met her

And to that pussy rest in peace

Sending that lil bitch a "get well" letter

(Skrrrrrrrtt, huh yeah)

Hop in the whip and I swerve (yeah, yeah)

Yes I been sipping the syrup (yeah)

Off of the Wok' I be leaving the earth (yeah, oh my god)

I'm on a whole different world, and it's familiar

I do not know what I want right now, but it's making my tummy really hurt

I do not know what I'm on bruh

But I like the way that it kick, bitch

And I do not need need ya, I want ya

I told her pull up to the crib, yeah

Pulled up in that big body Tonka

Swerving, I'm scraping the rims, yeah

And I'm not finna pick up your call bruh

I don't want to hear about your shit, huh

I'm on the beat and I'm off of the- fuck

I'm on the beat and I'm off of the- shit

(Skrrrrrrrtt, Ohh)

(Yeah)

I do not really want talk to ya

I just really want to talk to your bitch

I do not know what I'm on bruh