Masiah - On It Lyrics

Bitch im on it
I got one for the fam
Two for my niggas
Three more in the blam
Like I
I roll wit spares
Cause if a nigga actin bold i got theirs
Yeah im on it
Im tryna bone it
I aint trippin bout that bitch unless i own it
But ion own it
I cant condone it
I f*ck wit me cause i know a nigga on it
Bitch im on it

F*ck wit the fam
Ill be damned
Ill set it off bitch you know who i am
I had plan
Sold some grams
Bout three days later had a grand
I just be smokin
On that commotion
Break the loud with my hands when im rollin
Cause i be pearlin
My youngings learnin
Told em tuck it with your thumbs and watch it curve in
Jitts be on it
My niggas on it
And we all be posted up like kevin garnett
I take my profit
Make a deposit
Money draw the line i pray a nigga cross it
I talk to god
Aint no profit
But im shootin for the stars like i comet
You talkin bold
You need to calm it
Seen that nigga actin foul so ima call it
Tell me whatchu talm bout nigga
Is you on that nigga
Cause if shit hit the fan then im on that nigga
Ima ride for my nigga
Prolly die for my nigga
If it comes to the fam im uppin fye on a nigga
I wont lie on my niggas
Gettin high wit my nigga
They tell us let it bee
We bout to hive on them niggas
Pull up wit my bro we hittin five of the niggas
Real recognize real you in disguise lil nigga
Bitch want me to f*ck but im gettin to the skrilla
Put that pussy on hold one time for a nigga
Say you want ya ass bigga
Let me help with your figure
Dog you betta get ya girl cause im on that nigga
Man shawty so pearled can she bounce it like she tigger
Face down bottoms up
Word to trey trigga
Pull out of the bitch and peel off just like a sticker
Call me if you need me bro you know im on it
You my nigga

Bitch im on it
I got one for the fam
Two for my niggas
Three more in the blam
Like I
I roll wit spares
Cause if a nigga actin bold i got theirs
Yeah im on it
Im tryna bone it
I aint trippin bout that bitch unless i own it
But ion own it
I cant condone it
I f*ck wit me cause i know a nigga on it
Bitch im on it

Back then
Like twenty-ten
Just a jitt i wasnt worried bout no friends
I wanted bands
And a benz
Will i get it man i guess it all depends
On the grind and the hussle
Call the shots like im russell
You was never in the team i aint see you in the huddle
Wasnt with me chasin green
Smokin strong indica got that muscle
Wasnt satisfied i started makin double
Bitch ion cuddle
I show no love but still got bitches makin puddles
She wanna ride but ion even got no buckles
Now im thinkin if i crash is she gon be there through the troubles
I spend my last is you gon stick it through the struggles
Stay down and help a nigga stay humble
Is you gon catch a nigga if i start to stumble
Help me recover if i fall out like fumble
Bitch im a man see the stubble and the muscle
Bro i even lost my tan cause all i f*ckin do is hussle
I dont need a bih whos always buggin me to love her
Look im workin on myself so ion got the time to cuff ya
Most you bitches shady i will never be a busta
You was never throwin ass before i came up out the gutter
When i told you i was on it and i know i didnt stutter
Now i see the real you was always hiddin undercover
Mothaf*cka

Bitch im on it
I got one for the fam
Two for my niggas
Three more in the blam
Like I
I roll wit spares
Cause if a nigga actin bold i got theirs
Yeah im on it
Im tryna bone it
I aint trippin bout that bitch unless i own it
But ion own it
I cant condone it
I f*ck wit me cause i know a nigga on it
Bitch im on it