medi2x - On Go

(Bitch I been counting my guala)
(Bitch I'm 18 and I'm rich)
(They can't tell me nada)
(Bitch I'm with the team)
(Tinted windows when we slide)

(Bitch I ball out like ibaka)
(Just try to play it off cool)
(But I'm just getting hotter)
(It's the world verse me and mine)

Bitch I been count my guala
Bitch I'm 18 and I'm rich
They can't tell me nada
Bitch I ball out like ibaka
Just try to play it off cool
But I'm just getting hotter
Only real ones on the roster
Tell 'em they just gotta ask you know that I got 'em
Built this shit from the bottom
Swear I fell in love when I saw the first comma

Bitch I been count my guala
Bitch I'm 18 and I'm rich
They can't tell me nada
Bitch I ball out like ibaka
Just try to play it off cool
But I'm just getting hotter
Only real ones on the roster
Tell 'em they just gotta ask you know that I got 'em
Built this shit from the bottom
Swear I fell in love when I saw the first comma

Go catch a bag like wide receiver
She need me but I don't need her
Give her one night nice to meet ya
(What)
It was nice to meet you

I'm all alone on my V
Spending whatev' on the tee
Why he worried bout a treesh
Bitch I'm worried bout my breesh
Cause I came out the mud like a cleat

Bitch I been
(What)
Bitch I been up for a while
My money long as a mile
No they ain't match style
Running the game for a while
Sweating so much I need a towel
Big dog so my niggas gone bark
We always gone stick to our roots
Big body whenever I go for a drive
Two bitch can't fit in the coupe

Bitch I'm with the team
Tinted windows when we slide
Circle tight like my jeans
It's the world verse me and mine
Got back on my feet
Heavy weight don't take it light
Going crazy bitch I might
Even when I'm wrong I'm still I'm right

(Bitch, I'm What?)

Bitch I been on the on the go
Just gotta tell me to go
Soon as my heart turning cold
Both of my wrists stay on froze
Money stretch out like elastic
My money be touch it's toes
We spend a bag and we grab it
That's just the way that it goes

Bitch I been count my guala
Bitch I'm 18 and I'm rich
They can't tell me nada
Bitch I ball out like ibaka
Just try to play it off cool
But I'm just getting hotter
Only real ones on the roster
Tell 'em they just gotta ask you know that I got 'em
Built this shit from the bottom
Swear I fell in love when I saw the first comma

Bitch I been count my guala
Bitch I'm 18 and I'm rich
They can't tell me nada
Bitch I ball out like ibaka
Just try to play it off cool
But I'm just getting hotter
Only real ones on the roster
Tell 'em they just gotta ask you know that I got 'em
Built this shit from the bottom
Swear I fell in love when I saw the first comma

Written by:
Ahmed Ahmed

Publisher:
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