On Me Lyrics by Internet Money ft. Destroy Lonely is latest English song with music also given by Cxdy, Tarzan, Taz Taylor. On Me song lyrics are written by Destroy Lonely, Cxdy, Tarzan, Taz Taylor.
On Me Song Detail
| Song Name: | On Me |
| Singer: | Internet Money, Destroy Lonely |
| Composer: | Cxdy, Tarzan, Taz Taylor |
| Lyrics by: | Destroy Lonely, Cxdy, Tarzan, Taz Taylor |
| Music Label: | Internet Money Records, 10K Projects |
On Me Lyrics
Perfect!
Don’t ask how much i made, It’s on me
B!tch, It’s on me, Oh! yeah! oh! yeah!
Don’t ask how much i made, It’s—
I keep it on me, Oh! yeah! oh! yeah! oh! yeah! oh! yeah!
Don’t ask how much i made, It’s on me
B!tch, It’s on me, Oh! yeah! oh! yeah! oh! yeah! oh! yeah!
Don’t ask how much i made, It’s—
Oh! yeah! oh! yeah!
This sh!t took a long time, Had to stay down
My boy outside with that stick with a hundred round on it
Pop out, Don’t make a sound, Yeah!
Pick a dead opp out the ground, Yeah!
And my b!tch got a real deal a$$ on her
Told them fu*k boys i don’t play like sony
Put a fu*k n!gga on a plate ‘Cause i’m hungry
Don’t ask how much i made, It’s on me
Yeah! yeah! don’t ask how much i made
It’s on me (Let’s go)
These n!ggas so damn fake and phony
Damn, I’m with your bae, She on me
On the top floor, Chilling with lonely
B!tch, I get on and put on all my homies
Bought designer sh!t for a check, Put it on me
If you think i would switch for a check
You don’t know me
This sh!t took a long time, Had to stay down
My boy outside with that stick with a hundred round on it
Pop out, Don’t make a sound, Yeah!
Pick a dead opp out the ground, Yeah!
And my b!tch got a real deal a$$ on her
Told them fu*k boys i don’t play like sony
Put a fu*k n!gga on a plate ‘Cause i’m hungry
Don’t ask how much i made, It’s on me
If you think i would switch for a b!tch, You don’t know me
I was raised to move smart and be quick ‘Cause they on me
I be out, I’m not hiding, Lil’ b!tch, But they know me
She seen i was about that check and she put it on me
Woah! these n!ggas, They not my homies
I was broke and fu*ked up, They act like they ain’t know me
And your ho, She see that my wrist is real frozen
When she pull up, I leave her mouth open
This sh!t took a long time, Had to stay down
My boy outside with that stick with a hundred round on it
Pop out, Don’t make a sound, Yeah!
Pick a dead opp out the ground, Yeah!
And my b!tch got a real deal a$$ on her
Told them fu*k boys i don’t play like sony
Put a fu*k n!gga on a plate ‘Cause i’m hungry
Don’t ask how much i made, It’s on me
Don’t ask how much i made
It’s on me (B!tch, It’s on me)
Don’t ask how much i made
It’s— (I keep it on me)
Don’t ask how much i made
It’s on me (B!tch, It’s on me)
Don’t ask how much i made
It’s— (Let’s go)