Torrez333 - On Me Lyrics

Got a lot of racks on me, Got a lot of racks on me
Back in the day they used to play me
I cut em' off now I got a Mercedes
Now that i'm up, I just be balling on niggas you could really call me McGrady
I was down bad, I hit a stack
Now I got a bag man this shit is so crazy
I got that bitch singing like she Lil Baby
I need a check you gotta pay me
It all worked out, now i'm flexed up like a wrestler
These f*ck niggas playing catch up
And all these hoes so gassed up
Bitch im number one ain't getting passed up
These niggas be going out mad
These bitches be going out sad
I had to go get me a bag
I had to go get me a bag
Got a lot of racks on me, got a lot of Gucci, Vlone on me
Remember she ain't even give a f*ck about me
Now she wanna pull up and come hang around me yeah
Gold on my neck bitch i'm icy
But a lot of these niggas gon' bite me
And a lot of these niggas don't like me, so I keep the .22 right beside me
Got a lot of racks on me, got a lot of Gucci, Vlone on me
Remember she ain't even give a f*ck about me
Now she wanna pull up and come hang around me yeah
Gold on my neck bitch i'm icy
But a lot of these niggas gon' bite me
And a lot of these niggas don't like me, so I keep the .22 right beside me
I don't mean to talk my shit and get so disrespectful
But I get disrespectful when these niggas get neglectful
Of all that work that I put in this shit another level
But I deserved that shit so I put VV's on my bezel yeah
Remember my real ones just doing the first
Now I drop a rack in that lil Gucci purse
Hadda work harder, I had it the worst
Now my VV's so frozen they hittin' like brr
I hit that bitch for one night, she calling my line sorry babe you getting swerved
I'm wearing brands that you ain't never heard
I'm rocking designer you ain't never heard
Got a lot of racks on me, got a lot of Gucci, Vlone on me
Remember she ain't even give a f*ck about me
Now she wanna pull up and come hang around me yeah
Gold on my neck bitch i'm icy
But a lot of these niggas gon' bite me
And a lot of these niggas don't like me, so I keep the .22 right beside me
Got a lot of racks on me, got a lot of Gucci, Vlone on me
Remember she ain't even give a f*ck about me
Now she wanna pull up and come hang around me yeah
Gold on my neck bitch i'm icy
But a lot of these niggas gon' bite me
And a lot of these niggas don't like me, so I keep the .22 right beside me
So I keep the .22 right beside me
And a lot of these niggas don't like me so I keep the .22 right beside me
And a lot of these niggas don't like me