On Me Video (MV)

(Chopsquad)
Traplanta shit, Skippa Da Flippa in this bitch, you hear me?
Get It Gang, Temper Up Gang
Shoot 'Em Up Gang, Take Some' Gang
On me

These niggas on me (let's get it), the bitches on me (L's)
Got designer on me, Chilanta on me
I got Gucci on me (got Gucci on me), I got Louis on me (got Louis on me)
Don't act stupid, homie, got a fifty-shot movie on me (brrt)

It's on me (it's on me)
It's on me (yeah, it's on me)
It's on me (yeah, it's on me)
It's on me (yeah, it's on me)
Say, it's on me (yeah, it's on me)
Yeah, it's on me (yeah, it's on me)
It's on me
Say, it's on me (let's get it)

Flippa
Designer (designer), yeah, it's on me
I got Frosted Flake Cookies, you might mistake me for Tony
OTF Migos gang, those are my homies (squad)
The chopper stay on me so I'm never lonely (grrah)
Play her like PlayStation, think I was Sony
Spend a ten on some Margielas, they can't be phony
Gucci and Louis, I can't do the Fendi
Sing pull the four-five if you try to fend me
I got ten Louis belts when I trap Lindsey
Only the trappers and dabbers can feel me
Three-five in my Backwood, you know that I faced it
Bought moms a Birkin as soon as I made it
The Percocet turn me up, think I was wasted
And I stay with a pint, nigga, f*ck getting faded (lean)
Migo the gang, and we having artillery
Pistol-grip pump and that bitch kick you, literally
I dab in seven designers, so you 'member me
Fresh copped a Benz when I copped that Kimberly
All bout the guala so you know I got a check
Balmain my britches while I throw up my set
Dab on a nigga, tell him, "No disrespect"
And a nigga still havin' by the chains on my neck
Flippa

These niggas on me (let's get it), the bitches on me (L's)
Got designer on me, Chilanta on me
I got Gucci on me (got Gucci on me), I got Louis on me (got Louis on me)
Don't act stupid, homie, got a fifty-shot movie on me (brrt)

It's on me (it's on me)
It's on me (yeah, it's on me)
It's on me (yeah, it's on me)
It's on me (yeah, it's on me)
Say, it's on me (yeah, it's on me)
Yeah, it's on me (yeah, it's on me)
It's on me
Say, it's on me (let's get it)

Thirty on me, Rollie on me
Smooth in the cut with that thirty on me
Sippin' on codeine, that's dirty, homie
Goons out right and they lurkin', homie
Bitch, she'll f*ck for a burger, homie (let's get it)
Lil' bitch, she'll f*ck for a burger, homie (let's get it, let's get it)
Shoutout 2 Chainz (let's get it, let's get it)
Last nigga tried, he died in the same night (brrt)
Broke niggas sippin' out the same pipe, niggas ain't gang right
These niggas ain't right (let's get it, let's get it)
And I'm die Y, and I'm die Y
Free Nine, free Zoo, I'm die Y (L's)
Two-door, you know
On Pluto (drank), Rollie and Hublot
Nuski Gang, Chino
Bitch nigga, you know
Gang, baby, thirty chains, baby

These niggas on me (let's get it), the bitches on me (L's)
Got designer on me, Chilanta on me
I got Gucci on me (got Gucci on me), I got Louis on me (got Louis on me)
Don't act stupid, homie, got a fifty-shot movie on me (brrt)

It's on me (it's on me)
It's on me (yeah, it's on me)
It's on me (yeah, it's on me)
It's on me (yeah, it's on me)
Say, it's on me (yeah, it's on me)
Yeah, it's on me (yeah, it's on me)
It's on me
Say, it's on me (let's get it)

Big G Herbo, I don't leave the house if I don't got my .40 on me
Niggas plottin' on me, felonies stay on me
Lawyer number on me, I don't f*ck with police
Having withdrawals from quitting the lean and I ain't been gettin' no sleep
And this .40 XD got a stick in the beam, bitch can't even fit in my jeans
I just cop me a Rollie with my Cuban link, remember we use to buy food with link
Remember watching the roaches just run through the sink
Now I got three cribs who'da think?
Now I got like three cribs, who'da thought? Rented one in LA, two was bought
In Atlanta, we slide with them gats, and yo' Flippa just got with the MAC
Ayy, catch an opp, hollows grabbin' his back
Ayy, chase him down, give him five after that
Bitch, it's G Herbo, I'm so EBK, slam the rakes, drop the five after that
And No Limit don't tolerate no disrespect, all we know homicide after that

These niggas on me (let's get it), the bitches on me (L's)
Got designer on me, Chilanta on me
I got Gucci on me (got Gucci on me), I got Louis on me (got Louis on me)
Don't act stupid, homie, got a fifty-shot movie on me (brrt)

It's on me (it's on me)
It's on me (yeah, it's on me)
It's on me (yeah, it's on me)
It's on me (yeah, it's on me)
Say, it's on me (yeah, it's on me)
Yeah, it's on me (yeah, it's on me)
It's on me
Say, it's on me (let's get it)