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Rambo Savage - That's On You Lyrics
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[ Featuring Lil Uzi Vert, Rory Fresco ]

Uzi, where the f*ck we at?

In a room with a hunnid million dollars (hunnid million dollars, aye)
Ain't got no money, that's a broke nigga problem (yeah)
That's on you bitch, aye
I said that's on you bitch, aye
On the real, no, I don't need a stylist (no I don't)
Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet? (Where your wallet at?)
That's on you bitch, aye (yeah, that's on you)
I said that's on you bitch, aye (yeah)

Bitches come and go but my money stay (stay)
My money stay (yeah)
Can't see in front of me, all this money in the way
Spent like 50 in a day
Spent like 25 in half of a day
OG Bape belt that's all on my waist
Baby said, "Uzi you is so great"
Take a Xanax 'til I can't feel my face
I'ma clap a nigga just like I know ya
.45 on side and that bih ain't got no holster
Jump in the Wraith, that bitch got a chauffeur
Lean in the soda, was in the cup holder
I just brought my new side bitch in a Lotus
Look at these diamonds, that bitch is like water
I ain't ever been, but I got hoes
That's stay in Bora Bora
Call up Donald Trump and tell him my bitch, yeah
She comin' just straight from the border
Come to this Balmain, this Saint Laurent, Fendi, I swear to God that I'm a hoarder
Your money is getting smaller (aye)
My money is getting taller
My jewelry is getting clearer, aye
Your jewelry is getting darker
That's on you

In a room with a hunnid million dollars (hunnid million dollars, aye)
Ain't got no money, that's a broke nigga problem (yeah)
That's on you bitch, aye
I said that's on you bitch, aye
On the real, no, I don't need a stylist (no I don't)
Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet? (Where your wallet at?)
That's on you bitch, aye (yeah, that's on you)
I said that's on you bitch, aye (yeah)

Every time I come through, Uzi tryna get him on a campaign (yeah)
I ain't lyin', I've been tryna come up on the paper every damn way (yeah)
I'ma get the damn pay (I am)
I've been on a rampage (I am)
I've been f*ckin' on your bae (I am)
Doin' it every damn day (yeah)
Tell these niggas, "pay up" (pay)
They've been runnin with the damn swag (damn)
I've been tryna get my sauce back (yeah)
All these niggas 'bout to fall flat (yeah)
All you niggas on that bitch shit (yeah)
Now they expectin' me to get rich (yeah)
Pull up to the party lit, lit (lit)
I've been cookin' with the wrist, wrist (wrist)
Ooh (yeah), yeah
F*ck you niggas 'cause you broke as f*ck (broke)
I'ma get the money, count it up (count)
Take a picture, I'ma hold it up (hold)
F*ckboys can't roll with us (no)
Only ridin' if you loaded up (yeah)
Gettin' money, I'ma throw it up (yeah)
If you gettin' money then you know what's up (yeah, yeah)

In a room with a hunnid million dollars (hunnid million dollars, aye)
Ain't got no money, that's a broke nigga problem (that's a broke nigga problem) (yeah)
That's on you bitch, aye (that's on you, that's on you, that's on you)
I said that's on you bitch, aye (that's on you, that's on you, that's on you)
On the, on the real, no, I don't need a stylist (no I don't) (I don't, I don't)
Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet? (Where your wallet at?) (I see, I see)
That's on you bitch, aye (yeah, that's on you) (that's on you)
I said that's on you bitch, aye (yeah) (that's on you)

That's on you, that's on you and you and you
If you broke as f*ck, stay out my lane, stay out my way
I don't got time for the lames, for the fakes
I'ma make that money right, I'ma make it any day, any way
Wanna see you try to stop me anyway
I'ma never stop, tell these fakes get up out my way, out my lane
I'ma drop it down with that Uzi in your face
I'ma make you say my name, say my name
Rambo Savage on the way
I'ma blow it up
Don't you see these diamonds glowin' up?
Don't you see? I'm just warmin' up
I'ma do what you niggas coulda never done

In a room with a hunnid million dollars (hunnid million dollars, aye)
Ain't got no money, that's a broke nigga problem (yeah)
That's on you bitch, aye
I said that's on you bitch, aye
On the, on the real, no, I don't need a stylist (no I don't)
Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet? (Where your wallet at?)
That's on you bitch, aye (yeah, that's on you)
I said that's on you bitch, aye

That's on you
That's on you
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Uzi, where the f*ck we at?

In a room with a hunnid million dollars (hunnid million dollars, aye)
Ain't got no money, that's a broke nigga problem (yeah)
That's on you bitch, aye
I said that's on you bitch, aye
On the real, no, I don't need a stylist (no I don't)
Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet? (Where your wallet at?)
That's on you bitch, aye (yeah, that's on you)
I said that's on you bitch, aye (yeah)

Bitches come and go but my money stay (stay)
My money stay (yeah)
Can't see in front of me, all this money in the way
Spent like 50 in a day
Spent like 25 in half of a day
OG Bape belt that's all on my waist
Baby said, "Uzi you is so great"
Take a Xanax 'til I can't feel my face
I'ma clap a nigga just like I know ya
.45 on side and that bih ain't got no holster
Jump in the Wraith, that bitch got a chauffeur
Lean in the soda, was in the cup holder
I just brought my new side bitch in a Lotus
Look at these diamonds, that bitch is like water
I ain't ever been, but I got hoes
That's stay in Bora Bora
Call up Donald Trump and tell him my bitch, yeah
She comin' just straight from the border
Come to this Balmain, this Saint Laurent, Fendi, I swear to God that I'm a hoarder
Your money is getting smaller (aye)
My money is getting taller
My jewelry is getting clearer, aye
Your jewelry is getting darker
That's on you

In a room with a hunnid million dollars (hunnid million dollars, aye)
Ain't got no money, that's a broke nigga problem (yeah)
That's on you bitch, aye
I said that's on you bitch, aye
On the real, no, I don't need a stylist (no I don't)
Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet? (Where your wallet at?)
That's on you bitch, aye (yeah, that's on you)
I said that's on you bitch, aye (yeah)

Every time I come through, Uzi tryna get him on a campaign (yeah)
I ain't lyin', I've been tryna come up on the paper every damn way (yeah)
I'ma get the damn pay (I am)
I've been on a rampage (I am)
I've been f*ckin' on your bae (I am)
Doin' it every damn day (yeah)
Tell these niggas, "pay up" (pay)
They've been runnin with the damn swag (damn)
I've been tryna get my sauce back (yeah)
All these niggas 'bout to fall flat (yeah)
All you niggas on that bitch shit (yeah)
Now they expectin' me to get rich (yeah)
Pull up to the party lit, lit (lit)
I've been cookin' with the wrist, wrist (wrist)
Ooh (yeah), yeah
F*ck you niggas 'cause you broke as f*ck (broke)
I'ma get the money, count it up (count)
Take a picture, I'ma hold it up (hold)
F*ckboys can't roll with us (no)
Only ridin' if you loaded up (yeah)
Gettin' money, I'ma throw it up (yeah)
If you gettin' money then you know what's up (yeah, yeah)

In a room with a hunnid million dollars (hunnid million dollars, aye)
Ain't got no money, that's a broke nigga problem (that's a broke nigga problem) (yeah)
That's on you bitch, aye (that's on you, that's on you, that's on you)
I said that's on you bitch, aye (that's on you, that's on you, that's on you)
On the, on the real, no, I don't need a stylist (no I don't) (I don't, I don't)
Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet? (Where your wallet at?) (I see, I see)
That's on you bitch, aye (yeah, that's on you) (that's on you)
I said that's on you bitch, aye (yeah) (that's on you)

That's on you, that's on you and you and you
If you broke as f*ck, stay out my lane, stay out my way
I don't got time for the lames, for the fakes
I'ma make that money right, I'ma make it any day, any way
Wanna see you try to stop me anyway
I'ma never stop, tell these fakes get up out my way, out my lane
I'ma drop it down with that Uzi in your face
I'ma make you say my name, say my name
Rambo Savage on the way
I'ma blow it up
Don't you see these diamonds glowin' up?
Don't you see? I'm just warmin' up
I'ma do what you niggas coulda never done

In a room with a hunnid million dollars (hunnid million dollars, aye)
Ain't got no money, that's a broke nigga problem (yeah)
That's on you bitch, aye
I said that's on you bitch, aye
On the, on the real, no, I don't need a stylist (no I don't)
Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet? (Where your wallet at?)
That's on you bitch, aye (yeah, that's on you)
I said that's on you bitch, aye

That's on you
That's on you
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Writer: Terrell William Johnson, Symere Woods
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