300spots - That's on Me Lyrics

Chasin a check
Flippin the techs
Sippin On tech
Wanna be the man
That's the plan
Show up to you crib
Start poppin on yo mans
F*ck you really wanna know
F*ck you really wanna know
F*ck you really wanna know
F*ck you really wanna know
Pop 4 percs and my wrist is froze
Movin in slow and I can't feel my toes
Poppin liquor f*ckin on these hoes
Steady on a come up with 4 bros
Walkin in the club clock on my waist
Pop in the hub 40 to his face
No where to go oh no race
Cappin the strap
Setting it back taxin a cap
Blow off his face that's no cap

Blade on my side
I keep it to ride
When shit pop off imma slice
Steaming the nigga like he rice
Catch yo hoe lackin

Blade on my side
I keep it to ride
When shit pop off imma slice
Steaming the nigga like he rice
Catch yo hoe lackin jerry rice
Peter piper picked a hoe now she diced
Slidin thru yo crib it's a homi
Catch a nigga lackin like salami
Don't need a hoe but I'll f*ck ur thottie
Grab her from the back she a blonde
Pull up grabbin the strap
Taxin it back
What u really know about a cap
Spitin on this beat till it's flat
Flexin On these niggas won't retire
Pull his shirt up he wearin a wire
Now we done seen this Niggas a snitch
Dump the body somewhere in a ditch
Grab the K
Grab the glock
We runnin in ur crib one shot
See the blood on the sence
Red just like a red dot beam
Keep on talkin we don't like cops
Come round here get ur shit knocked

SHEESH Aye man you know people be talkin hella
Shit all you gotta say to them peoples is FUCK YOU BITCH

Chasin a check
Flippin the techs
Sippin On tech
Wanna be the man
That's the plan
Show up to you crib
Start poppin on yo mans
F*ck you really wanna know
F*ck you really wanna know
F*ck you really wanna know
F*ck you really wanna know
Pop 4 percs and my wrist is froze
Movin in slow and I can't feel my toes
Poppin liquor f*ckin on these hoes
Steady on a come up with 4 bros
Walkin in the club clock on my waist
Pop in the hub 40 to his face
No where to go oh no race
Cappin the strap
Setting it back taxin a cap
Blow off his face that's no cap

I'm rollin hella loud
So high up I'm in the clouds
Greens leaves clear wax
Takin hella puffs
Dope smoke white smoke
Kickin back the chrome
Pass the Dooby inhale thru the nose
To many ugly bitches including hoes
That's why I stick to one bitch
Her names is MJ
Puff puff pass we smokin all day
Ready steady In the made
I'm poppin on shroomays
Sippin On act and snortin cocaine
Just like cobain
Let me out the cage I can be contained
In the clouds of the kush I remain
I don't f*ck with u lames
Talkin big names but ain't done a thang
I be flowin so hard It ain't no thang
Bangin ur bitch and she came on my chain
She came on my chain
Came on my chain

Chasin a check
Flippin the techs
Sippin On tech
Wanna be the man
That's the plan
Show up to you crib
Start poppin on yo mans
F*ck you really wanna know
F*ck you really wanna know
F*ck you really wanna know
F*ck you really wanna know
Pop 4 percs and my wrist is froze
Movin in slow and I can't feel my toes
Poppin liquor f*ckin on these hoes
Steady on a come up with 4 bros
Walkin in the club clock on my waist
Pop in the hub 40 to his face
No where to go oh no race
Cappin the strap
Setting it back taxin a cap
Blow off his face that's no cap