All these bottles
All these commas
That's on me
I hang with robbers
I got shooters
That's with me
Niggas now a days they wanna cap with me
Maybe one day these f*ck niggas gon see
All these bottles
All these commas
That's on me
I hang with robbers
I got shooters
That's with me
Niggas now a days they wanna cap with me
Maybe one day these f*ck niggas gon see
Only trust my blood brothers
Niggas get no love from us
Now a days they blood suckas
Got damn imma muhf*cka
Now a days niggas bipolar
Tryna hold that heat when they know
It get cold at night
Know a couple of them niggas
Now a days who just ain't right
But always tryna talk that street shit
Those be the same ones who don't be shit
All my niggas really cool on that street shit
Because the number one rule is to get rich
I fall back cause I just peep shit
Niggas now a days wanna just tweet shit
And I ain't with none of that sweet shit
Go find a nigga to beef with
Like a broom we coming and sweeping
I'm dripping in fashion
These niggas be acting
I'm not the one to be capped with
She see how my diamonds be flashing
This shit like a lightshow
Man your pockets on lipo
You said you want beef that's a typo
Yeah
All these bottles
All these commas
That's on me
I hang with robbers
I got shooters
That's with me
Niggas now a days they wanna cap with me
Maybe one day these f*ck niggas gon see
All these bottles
All these commas
That's on me
I hang with robbers
I got shooters
That's with me
Niggas now a days they wanna cap with me
Maybe one day these f*ck niggas gon see
Paris London AKA GAYMON - That's on Me Lyrics
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All these bottles
All these commas
That's on me
I hang with robbers
I got shooters
That's with me
Niggas now a days they wanna cap with me
Maybe one day these f*ck niggas gon see
All these bottles
All these commas
That's on me
I hang with robbers
I got shooters
That's with me
Niggas now a days they wanna cap with me
Maybe one day these f*ck niggas gon see
Only trust my blood brothers
Niggas get no love from us
Now a days they blood suckas
Got damn imma muhf*cka
Now a days niggas bipolar
Tryna hold that heat when they know
It get cold at night
Know a couple of them niggas
Now a days who just ain't right
But always tryna talk that street shit
Those be the same ones who don't be shit
All my niggas really cool on that street shit
Because the number one rule is to get rich
I fall back cause I just peep shit
Niggas now a days wanna just tweet shit
And I ain't with none of that sweet shit
Go find a nigga to beef with
Like a broom we coming and sweeping
I'm dripping in fashion
These niggas be acting
I'm not the one to be capped with
She see how my diamonds be flashing
This shit like a lightshow
Man your pockets on lipo
You said you want beef that's a typo
Yeah
All these bottles
All these commas
That's on me
I hang with robbers
I got shooters
That's with me
Niggas now a days they wanna cap with me
Maybe one day these f*ck niggas gon see
All these bottles
All these commas
That's on me
I hang with robbers
I got shooters
That's with me
Niggas now a days they wanna cap with me
Maybe one day these f*ck niggas gon see
All these commas
That's on me
I hang with robbers
I got shooters
That's with me
Niggas now a days they wanna cap with me
Maybe one day these f*ck niggas gon see
All these bottles
All these commas
That's on me
I hang with robbers
I got shooters
That's with me
Niggas now a days they wanna cap with me
Maybe one day these f*ck niggas gon see
Only trust my blood brothers
Niggas get no love from us
Now a days they blood suckas
Got damn imma muhf*cka
Now a days niggas bipolar
Tryna hold that heat when they know
It get cold at night
Know a couple of them niggas
Now a days who just ain't right
But always tryna talk that street shit
Those be the same ones who don't be shit
All my niggas really cool on that street shit
Because the number one rule is to get rich
I fall back cause I just peep shit
Niggas now a days wanna just tweet shit
And I ain't with none of that sweet shit
Go find a nigga to beef with
Like a broom we coming and sweeping
I'm dripping in fashion
These niggas be acting
I'm not the one to be capped with
She see how my diamonds be flashing
This shit like a lightshow
Man your pockets on lipo
You said you want beef that's a typo
Yeah
All these bottles
All these commas
That's on me
I hang with robbers
I got shooters
That's with me
Niggas now a days they wanna cap with me
Maybe one day these f*ck niggas gon see
All these bottles
All these commas
That's on me
I hang with robbers
I got shooters
That's with me
Niggas now a days they wanna cap with me
Maybe one day these f*ck niggas gon see
Writer: Paris Cannamore
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