On Fye (feat. Gunna) - Shawn Scrilla

Tay Keith Run that back, Turbo Now I pull up in a foreign, foreign Javar said, "pick up that bag", right? If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? Got some racks and keep a loaded gun Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don Too many losses, yeah a nigga won She take that molly, drink that Sean Don Fly that private jet to Hong Kong I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's Stack them racks up every day of the month If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone Make it rain, make it storm, storm Half a brick for the charm, charm Flooded AP on my arm, arm If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? Half a million just to ride foreign If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? Revenue touching my palms I hit up Moneybagg, we gotta go up I made a mansion, move my my niggas they stuff I balanced down and now I'm flying above I might hit Magic and go throw me a dub Pour some mud up, now I'm filled up with suds Locked with them and finally got me a buzz Golden child, niggas don't wanna touch You might can drip, but you don't drip it like us Designer down when I walk in the club So many blue hunnids, they thought I was cuz I'm balling, bitch Fuck [?] Blunt stuffed, looking just like a nub Don't try to come around when you Get squeaked, can't fuck with no leech Me and Gunna on the way to yo city, two first class seats If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? Got some racks and keep a loaded gun Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don Too many losses, yeah a nigga won She take that molly, drink that Sean Don Fly that private jet to Hong Kong I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's Stack them racks up every day of the month If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone Make it rain, make it storm, storm Half a brick for the charm, charm Flooded AP on my arm, arm If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? Half a million just to ride foreign If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? Revenue touching my palms I know some hittas that's ready to eat, Right now as I speak (right now, right now) I'm dripping, I'm leaking, I'm flashing my teeth, right now as I speak (I'm iced out by Johnny) I used to trap off the back porch (backyard) Now I got stamps on my passport (global) I used to walk in the front door (then what?) Finesse 'em and run out the back door (gone) We the bosses, you can't boss over us Get put in coffin, no more losses for us Too many foreigns, nothing but options for us The Spyder white with the pecan guts I'ma ride, I'm the one you can trust Homicide niggas stay in the cut I came a long way from serving that dust Too many shows, a young nigga booked up If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? Got some racks and keep a loaded gun Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don Too many losses, yeah a nigga won She take that molly, drink that Sean Don Fly that private jet to Hong Kong I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's Stack them racks up every day of the month If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone Make it rain, make it storm, storm Half a brick for the charm, charm Flooded AP on my arm, arm If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? Half a million just to ride foreign If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? Revenue touching my palms Damn, Denaro

Oh, hold on Phew Yeah Real diamonds, real diamonds on me (yeah) Only real diamonds on me (me) I pull up, they see the AP (yeah) I got the time in the streets, yeah (I do) Shit can get cold, ooh Stick to my vision, sail out on the road (road) Get it 'n' go, yeah, that's all that I know (yeah) 'Bout to go in, pardon my flow (yeah) Yeah Whippin' a Bent', chauffeur the Rolls (skrr) Ice the Patek, icy the stones Mix the baguette, with them rose (with them rose) I got a check, crush on the neck (yeah) Told her to fetch, hit like a wreck (hit like a wreck) Makin' it stretch, already flex (oh) I wanna sex, draw as a sketch (draw as a sketch) Before I dig in and she already wet (dig) A nigga play, we leave him right where we at (yeah) They pillow talking and I barely could chat She don't call me she gon' send me a text (send me a text) A nigga playin' and a nigga get whack (yeah) She from L.A. and her pussy a snatch Knock her down and put that mouth on the latch Real diamonds, real diamonds on me (yeah) Only real diamonds on me (on me) I pull up, they see the AP (bling) I got the time of the streets, yeah (yeah) Shit can get cold (cold) Stick to my vision, sail out on the road (road) Get it in go, yeah that's all that I know (all that I know) 'Bout to go in, pardon my flow (yeah, yeah) Hopped up out the car like a superstar Had to drop a couple bars just to prove 'em wrong (yeah, yeah) They thought I only was gon' dance, now they dance to my songs Turned 'em all Into fans, this what they waitin' for How could you hate on me? (Yeah) When I work hard seven days, all week? Some days I don't even eat or sleep Gotta hold down my family (yeah) Can't forget about my team (no) Yeah, real ones by my side (yeah) It's a cold world that's hard to find (uh) Gotta have ones who ride, yeah Real diamonds, real diamonds on me (yeah) Only real diamonds on me (on me) I pull up, they see the AP (bling) I got the time of the streets, yeah (yeah) Shit can get cold (cold) Stick to my vision, sail out on the road (road) Get it in go, yeah, that's all that I know (all that I know) 'Bout to go in, pardon my flow (yeah, yeah) Ha, all these diamonds on me (me) And all my diamonds on freeze (freeze) Racks poppin' out my jeans (jeans) Got a cup full of Codeine (Codeine) At night sometimes I can't sleep (sleep) Young nigga runnin' on E (on E) Baby girl, be my peace (peace) From all this drama in these streets (streets) And if they run up on me (me) I'ma leave somethin' on they teeth (bah, bah) Blood rushin' down his teeth (his teeth) I told you 'bout fuckin' with me (damn) Boy, you know I'm headed to the top (the top) Hell no, boy I won't stop (stop) Hey, young nigga gettin' his guap (guap) Nigga duckin' all these cops Hey, flex game proper (proper) Pocket full of guap and so I'm loadin' these choppers (hey) A nigga talkin' down, so I throw on his blockers Hey, Yella Makaveli, spend four on this, four more on these dracos (ooh) Big dummy shackle (ooh) Young nigga puttin' his poney bubbles Nigga want play, put a hole in his waffle (yeah) Back in the day, I did so many robberies Ooh, flexin' that ain't nothin' new (new) Put 'bout 30 thousand dollars in my tooth (yeah-yeah) You can't walk a mile up in my shoes Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh Real diamonds, real diamonds on me (yeah) Only real diamonds on me (on me) I pull up, they see the AP (bling) I got the time of the streets, yeah (yeah) Shit can get cold (cold) Stick to my vision, sail out on the road (road) Get it in go, yeah that's all that I know (all that I know) 'Bout to go in, pardon my flow (yeah, yeah) Can't lose Lil' baby tired but there's nothing I can't get through (through) Made it far in this life that I didn't choose (uh) I gotta pray, without faith you might lose (Bling)

Pull up with a stick, I pull up with a stick I pull up with a pink toe, I'm whippin', she suckin' this dick I put some diamonds on her toes, let that hoe know that I'm rich We was used to pullin' kick doors (That money go for Myles) I've been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head Bein' a real one is my model, handle my problems, I ain't scared I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said I'm a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds I shoot like I'm Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh Bitch, I'm from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, yeah Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge, pour up My bro on a steamin' stove, cookin' crack like grits Got this vibe on her tippy toes, strokin' her in a pent' LA live, I'm stayin' at the Loews with this Hollywood bitch Got a nine and a snubnose, can't wait to let it hit (Hit) Pull up with a stick, I pull up with a stick I pull up with a pink toe, I'm whippin', she suckin' this dick I put some diamonds on her toes Let that hoe know that I'm rich (Let that hoe know that I'm rich) We was used to pullin' kick doors You could still call it a lick (Lick) You broke and can't be fixed Went to Nieman's and spent a nick How you pour that? Don't make sense I made a whole mile off an inch I had 99 problems I just scratch you off the list (Scratch you off the list) Got some millions and went and solved 'em Now my neck cost a quarter brick I've been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head Bein' a real one is my model, handle my problems, I ain't scared I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said I'm a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds I shoot like I'm Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh Bitch, I'm from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, yeah Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge, pour up Bestie, bestie, I just hit my friend Told her catch me, catch me, I'ma lick her skin She so precious, precious, might not fuck again She too messy, messy, but hittin', no flexin' (No flexin') Rose gold ornaments (Rose) Dropped the two tint, car came with no tint You don't gotta use the door, you can hop in front of tip Bond 9 in the vent, think 'bout dyin' and get spent I got two B's on my boxers and a thottie in the bed I know niggas ran up a milli' Still didn't tell 12 shit (12, 12, 12, shh) I got skeletons in my closets (Woah) And they scared of me and shit (Closets and they scared) Mason Margielas under the bed screamin', "Rock me, kid" (Woah) I put water on my head, then she got seasick (I put water on my head) Couple opps played dead, and they still got hit I done bent lil' mama's spine but that But that still ain't my kid (Still ain't my kid) Only reason I answer my line (Why?) Is 'cause she drink my spit (No cap) I've been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head Bein' a real one is my model, handle my problems, I ain't scared I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said I'm a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds I shoot like I'm Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh Bitch, I'm from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, uh Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge

Bitch I'm with the gang, I don't care who in here Act like an animal, I came in with the zoo in here He think I'm friendly, nigga I'm just on a boot in here You can't eat with me, we gon' get you a booster chair Is you stupid nigga, why you bring your boo in here? I'll take a nigga bitch just like a souvenir I'm in super gear, these niggas need a new career Bitch I'm lit for real, fifteen hundred to appear It look like a supercar, bitch it's supercharged I can't move like a civilian, I'm a superstar Can't put your weed inside this 'wood, boy get you a 'gar And you can't hit none of my spliff, I don't care who you are My bitches call when they wanna catch a ball I spent ten thousand on clothes that ain't in the mall I shouldn't have trust you bitch, my gut said you was flaw But I can't let you interfere, I'ma feed you to them dogs You know you gotta go through them to see the boss Why you holdin' nuts, on me that's jackin' off Fire on me, I'll ice your ass, Jack Frost I'm the big slime I'll wipe a nigga nose and wax 'em off I'll never go back to my old days Never get tricked out of my position That bitch want me back in my old ways Told her quit it, I'm tryna get my ho paid In my Backwood it's nothin' but propane Choppers and sticks, lo mein Ten thousand racks in these Balmains These bitches gon' fuck on the whole gang Play your role or we sit 'em out I only want rackades in big amounts I used to be broke, I keep losing count Too many bitches, we pick 'em out I got bitches every zip code, my britches look like hippos She kick shit with the gang and we gon' turn her to a nympho Bitch I'm with the gang, I don't care who in here Act like an animal, I came in with the zoo in here He think I'm friendly, nigga I'm just on a boot in here You can't eat with me, we gon' get you a booster chair Is you stupid nigga, why you bring your boo in here? I'll take a nigga bitch just like a souvenir I'm in super gear, these niggas need a new career Bitch I'm lit for real, fifteen hundred to appear