On It Lyrics

Yeah I seen shit and Im still with it

Still ball ain't move my pivot

Still counting money still counting them digits

I get money there shouldn't be no issue

Now she seen I got racks she want kick it

When that money come in ima spend it

And whatever left I'm finna flip it

Made like 10 racks up in one sitting

Man that money took over my vision

Still on it yeah I'm still winning

Still on it bitch I'm on a mission

You know that I'm on it lil bitch I ain't finished

Im tryna ballout but I'm not talking scrimmage

This glock got a switch and it shoot like a piston

Im not worried bout nobody I'm worried bout my business

And they wanna be me cause my diamonds on glisten

Its no kidding

If he not with the gang then you better tell him good riddance

He cant fit in

Tryna put money up in my jeans but it cant fit in

Im stacking a million

Spent the money on codeine so I could have fun and now I'm just cracking the sealing

With the shit that I carry you catching a drum like no I ain't packing no feelings

Money up in the bag and its stacked to the sun

Might aswell be having a building

Love to play a persona all over the net when you ain't even half of a villain

And you gotta stop talking bout guns in yo songs lil boy you ain't doing no killing

You ain't know that we riding together lil bitch

You ain't know my brothers do the drilling

All the birds is flocking together

We spin through the weather until we get dizzy

Roll that lil boy up in my stizz

Up the score now they know who I is

I might fuck around fuck on them twins

Flip the money I did it again

Hope the codeine wash my sins

Cartier frames that's my lens

Bad bitch wanna see me again

Next time she wanna ride in the Benz

I make money I don't need no friends

This lil bitch cant wait till I land

Off the codeine my eyes heavy bitch we been got rid of them xans

Still on it yeah I'm still winning

Still on it bitch I'm on a mission

You know that I'm on it lil bitch I ain't finished

Im tryna ballout but I'm not talking scrimmage

This glock got a switch and it shoot like a piston

Im not worried bout nobody I'm worried bout my business

Im at the top of the building lil baby

You know that I'm on it you know that I did it

No deal ion need no advance

Baby I got the world in my hands

You know all of my diamonds gon dance

You know I'm just gon follow the bands

You know me I'm gon make my way to the top

Hell no no I cant stop

Im in a PJ its up in the air

That lil boy he gon ride in a box

And my brothers might put you on fox

They stay riding with choppas and stocks

Aim for the head we gon take off his locs

Aim for the bread we gon aim for the knots

I want it all no there ain't stopping this

Got the world in my hands no topping this

Im the best there aint no mocking this

Now I'm running this shit like Popovich