Testo On Me - SOB X RBE
Testo della canzone On Me (SOB X RBE), tratta dall'album GANGIN
Yo, Richie hit that shit, hit that shit, hit that shit
Glock23 thinkin' 'bout throwin' the stick on 'em
New CLS with that AMG kit on 'em
Lil' baby got that wet pussy, put that cream on me
Catch a nigga slippin' late night, put that beam on 'em
Crestside baby, quick to do a nigga janky
We move like the Navy and then do a nigga shady
Was lost in these streets, 'til this rap shit saved me
Niggas stay talkin' crazy, 'til they yapped wit' this drakey
It's real nigga, yeah these streets real
Thinkin' it's a game, 'til yo' ass get killed
Only fuck with real, fake niggas I can't feel
And since I lost my uncle, real love, I can't feel
Pack .40 on me nigga I ain't throwin' jabs
Glock23, but this spit chrome mags
Bitch I'm in my bag, blowin' all this cash
That broke shit in the past, two hundred on the dash
These niggas want me dead so I keep it on me
Baby is you really down to ride for me?
Runnin' up these bands got a nigga OT
Nigga keep it real, y'all don't really want beef
These niggas want me dead so I keep it on me
Baby is you really down to ride for me?
Runnin' up these bands got a nigga OT
Nigga keep it real, y'all don't really want beef
Nigga!
We don't want peace, naw bitch we want smoke
Glock wit' a pole and my demons want souls
We don't want chains if that shit fake gold
Bitch I need respect, 'for I let the 'K blow
Fuckin' wit' them opps, get your dumb-ass smoked
Speakin' on the gang, that's some shit you just don't
We don't wanna talk, naw bitch we want funk
I keep a big-ass gun and you a big-ass joke
I be wildin', choppas out the Benz and we slidin'
And we violent, niggas want shells then we got it
I don't give a fuck if it ain't money it don't matter
And you better check your bitch 'fore you make a nigga hurt her
I remember I was down bad, now my mouth full of D's wit' my smilin' ass
And you know I keep that Glock, wit' my wildin' ass
And I still got some checks I ain't never cashed
These niggas want me dead so I keep it on me
Baby is you really down to ride for me?
Runnin' up these bands got a nigga OT
Nigga keep it real, y'all don't really want beef
These niggas want me dead so I keep it on me
Baby is you really down to ride for me?
Runnin' up these bands got a nigga OT
Nigga keep it real, y'all don't really want beef
Nigga!
Nigga keep it real, nigga y'all don't really want beef
Nigga keep it real, nigga we don't want peace
Drop on the opps, put 'em on a whole tee
Niggas say they on me, so I'ma keep it on me
Niggas want me dead, I ain't goin' fo' that
Glock with a leg, blow a nigga whole back
Nigga ran up, have 'em runnin' four flats
Would pull up to y'all block, but y'all never on that
I'm a dog to these hoe's, you tryna buy a bone?
Came in this world, to the neck, I'ma die alone
This my niggas rock with me if I'm right or wrong
Now the Glock 'Lil' Kevin' 'cause he ride along
Fuck nigga, this a message, this is not a song
And my momma always prayin' when I'm not at home
Do them niggas want phonk? Yeah they probably don't
And let you fuck niggas slide, yeah I probably won't
These niggas want me dead so I keep it on me
Baby is you really down to ride for me?
Runnin' up these bands got a nigga OT
Nigga keep it real, y'all don't really want beef
These niggas want me dead so I keep it on me
Baby is you really down to ride for me?
Runnin' up these bands got a nigga OT
Nigga keep it real, y'all don't really want beef
Nigga!
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Writer(s): Jabbar Brown, Wayman Barrow, Juwon Lee
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