On Site - Real Boston Richey & Future

When I pull up on you girl it's gon' be on site I ain't playing wit you babe I want you all night If I could touch it through this phone I'd make you feel right Girl as soon as I get home it's gon' be on site, yeah I been feigning for your love, yeah Hope that Uber hurry up, yeah I can never get enough I'm fuck it, fuck it up when I see you Walk by, walk by (Whoa) Fat ass thick thighs (Sheesh) Your time, green light (Skrr) Say my name when you ride I been counting down the time Seven minutes away When I pull up on you girl it's gon' be on site (Yeah) I ain't playing wit you babe I want you all night If I could touch it through this phone I'd make you feel right (Ayy) Girl as soon as I get home it's gon' be on site yeah I ain't gon' lie I miss that body (It's on site) I pull up to smoke with you (On site) I ain't gon' lie I miss that body (It's on site) I pull up to smoke with you (On site) You hear me knocking at your door Baby let me in Allow me to explore Let me underneath your skin I been gone all day I ain't tryna wait I'ma have my way, when I see you Walk by, walk by (Whoa) Fat ass thick thighs (Sheesh) Your time, green light (Skrr) Say my name when you ride I been counting down the time Hoping it ain't too late When I pull up on you girl it's gon' be on site (Yeah) I ain't playing wit you babe I want you all night If I could touch it through this phone I'd make you feel right (Ayy) Girl as soon as I get home it's gon' be on site yeah I ain't gon' lie I miss that body (It's on site) I pull up to smoke with you (On site) I ain't gon' lie I miss that body (It's on site) I pull up to smoke with you (On site) You think I'm playing wit you I'm dead serious I'm pulling up, pulling it out Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Dat part, dat way Yadig! Matter fact I know what I need to do Lemme light some candles *lighter flick* Slow it down a little bit, you know what I'm saying? Get you in the mood Make it real sexy-like Ha-ha-ha You feel me? It's Eazy!

Uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Turn up hard, I'm finna get in my fuckin' mode Uh, uh I might pull up with your boo Then hit a five-star restaurant, order me and her some soup Don't matter how thick the bitch is, I won't put her before my loot I'm fresh as fuck, fresh off a high-speed chase like Polo Pooh You will never catch me telling another nigga what I won't do I be DM'ing bitches too I be liking pictures too If I like it, I'ma shoot If I strike it, then you might see that bitch slidin' up my coupe If I don't like it, then I'ma refuse her calls and put that bitch on mute If I don't like it, then I'ma refuse her calls and put that bitch on snoozе Bitch, I make my calls, fuck these old niggas, ain't paying my duеs She gon' lick it all, that's the only way she come to my room If you pay for a hit,, don't never call my phone, just check the news I can't pay for a hit 'cause these niggas that I'm with, they with the shits I can't take a pic 'cause if my bitch see it, she gon' think I hit If we make a flick, bitch, we gotta use my phone, bitch, you ain't slick Out here doing wrong to make it right, that's why I'm trappin' bricks You out here doing wrong, hatin' on the youngins like Uncle Ice I ain't gotta use my phone, I get on 'Iami time and go and swipe Nigga want a feature, tell him to bring me fifty, that's just my price If not, it's nice to meet you, I'm really lit for life, this ain't no hype I might pull up with your boo Then hit a five-star restaurant, order me and her some soup Don't matter how thick the bitch is, I won't put her before my loot I'm fresh as fuck, fresh off a high-speed chase like Polo Pooh You will never catch me telling another nigga what I won't do I be DM'ing bitches too I be liking pictures too If I like it, I'ma shoot If I strike it, then you might see that bitch slidin' up my coupe If I don't like it, then I'ma refuse her calls and put that bitch on mute I might wake up, blow some cheese I might go to sleep off that lean I might drip your bitch Celine Twenty-three hundred, that's just on jeans Yeah, New Year's with the stars, I be comin' out way too clean I done ran it up off these trees, now I run it up off these beats I done ran it up out the streets, I done ran it up off these keys I might bless a ho if she sneeze, fuck you, bitch, no, you can leave Back in the day, these hoes ain't wanna fuck, now they tryna meet Real runner-up, thuggin' in these streets, nigga, just hand me my cleats I'm way up out that nigga league Trappin' bricks from Florida to Middle East They say she gon' be a freak, only in the sheets But if she do that, I'ma go and buy that bitch a mink My bitches don't wear pink Ain't talking 'bout no colors, I'm talkin' 'bout that shit that be cheap How the fuck you YIC and you got signed to FBG? I can't take a pic 'cause if my bitch see it, she gon' think I hit If we make a flick, bitch, we gotta use my phone, bitch, you ain't slick I might pull up with your boo Then hit a five-star restaurant, order me and her some soup Don't matter how thick the bitch is, I won't put her before my loot I'm fresh as fuck, fresh off a high-speed chase like Polo Pooh You will never catch me telling another nigga what I won't do I be DM'ing bitches too I be liking pictures too If I like it, I'ma shoot If I strike it, then you might see that bitch slidin' up my coupe If I don't like it, then I'ma refuse her calls and put that bitch on mute I'm way up out that nigga league Trappin' bricks from Florida to Middle East They say she gon' be a freak, only in the sheets But if she do that, I'ma go and buy that bitch a mink

Let's go, let's go Man, pack that ship up man, we gotta get up out this bitch I'll blow that shit, bitch I ain't stingy You can slide around with Boston if your top different Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing But I don't get in that, I'm steady rackin' up them chickens I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey Fuckin' hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin' She done popped an Adderall, now she say she miss me She gone pull up and eat it all, only when she tipsy Runnin' circles 'round these hoes, treat 'em like a Frisbee Why the fuck these IG hoes always tryna tempt me? Damn, I swear I hate a bitch who want all the attention Bitch, you trippin', I got enough cheese, I could buy a Richie I told my dawg don't pop no more, them young years be in his feeling I'm tryna fly her out to Turk, but damn this bitch stay trippin' You know I left her feelin' hurt, I can feel the tension Tired of puttin' niggas on, and they don't do nothin' with it I'm tired of niggas saying they on, but they 'on never spin it I'm tired of bitches shakin' ass, get mad, when I won't hit it I'll blow that shit, bitch I ain't stingy You can slide around with Boston if your top different Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing But I don't get in that, I'm steady wrappin' up them chickens I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey (Smurk) Fucking hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin' (you know what the fuck goin', nigga) I be tryna tell him, without sayin' too much, we tryna nail him (boom) Bro got bodies, he a demon child, I'm brothers to a devil (grrah) I'ma slime you out, if brodie do it, I'm 'round, you ain't gon' tell it (finesse) I done been on hits with every gun, them Dracos ain't gon' fear you All my opps some bitches, half them came to court to be a witness (bitches) They was switchin', so I called them threats to bring a couple switches And we bully killers, we take from the niggas who be takin' (give me that) And I'm petty, I need a deuce, I took a pint plus what he drinkin' I ain't never run, had to throw my Glock, I brought another gun (another gun) Even though I don't eat meat, I placed the order for another drum (another drum) Blue beam, 'cause that red beam don't make the chasers swarm Lucky how we caught him, fuck his name, we call him Ladybug (man, what?) All them niggas say my name they better speak up (come here) Back seat with that blackout, told the driver "Let the seat up" Hop out like we Uber Eats, "Hello, here go your pizza" (hello) Free Rico out that jam, he just a real street nigga, man what? I'll blow that shit, bitch I ain't stingy You can slide around with Boston if your top different Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing But I don't get in that, I'm steady wrappin' up them chickens I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey Fucking hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin' Niggas knowin' where we bang, never go out against the grave We've been knockin' shit down, from the streets, the Chain Gang Slidin' 'round with the Drac', get the "Wow" wood-grained Call my dawg a "Fuck Nigga," it's just a Florida thing