Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song On Me , by - Retch. Release date: 23.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
On Me |
| We in the club and niggas looking at me funny |
| But don’t care 'cause I came up with the dummy |
| Lil' shorty looking at me like she want me |
| She wanna fuck me then she gotta bring a buddy |
| All my exes, they be tellin' me they love me |
| 'Cause when I dick 'em I get all up in their tummy |
| Niggas mad and I’m just chilling somewhere sunny |
| Niggas hating when they see me, try what’s up me |
| Niggas mad cause I be fucking all their bitches |
| But I don’t care if that’s your girl, that’s not my business |
| Put up a mansion in the hills, what a feeling |
| I like bitches thats from Cali 'cause they with it |
| Got |
| I’m taking pictures, niggas play, I gotta kill 'em |
| I’ve been tryna hit lil shorty for a minute |
| She let me in, I pop a perc then dug up in it |
| On my same shit, still ridin' foreign, love designer, niggas lane switch |
| All this talk, I know that money talk, that’s my language |
| Every single niggas gon' shoot that I came with |
| Trappers, shooters, scammers are the niggas that I hang with |
| We in the club and niggas looking at me funny |
| But don’t care 'cause I came up with the dummy |
| Lil' shorty looking at me like she want me |
| She wanna fuck me then she gotta bring a buddy |
| All my exes, they be tellin' me they love me |
| 'Cause when I dick 'em I get all up in their tummy |
| Niggas mad and I’m just chilling somewhere sunny |
| Niggas hating when they see me, try what’s up me |
| Drop the top on this Ferrari, got it sunny |
| What the fuck you talkin' bout if it ain’t money |
| Get 200 hundred for a show, the clock is running |
| Fuck them twenties in your stash, you niggas funny |
| Got them hundreds in my pocket, got no time to relax |
| How she give me head with the gun in my lap, Okay |
| Diamond in my teeth, neck covered with tats |
| You know the double M’s M’s lean in the back |
| I got the curtain closed baby, 'bout to cross my feet yo |
| You’ll never find another nigga quite like me, yeah |
| Millionaire resort-style, flex OD yeah |
| You know the big toys, Pico Crip Street |
| We in the club and niggas looking at me funny |
| But don’t care 'cause I came up with the dummy |
| Lil' shorty looking at me like she want me |
| She wanna fuck me then she gotta bring a buddy |
| All my exes, they be tellin' me they love me |
| 'Cause when I dick 'em I get all up in their tummy |
| Niggas mad and I’m just chilling somewhere sunny |
| Niggas hating when they see me, try what’s up me |