Skitso69 - on one

Ayy, walker on the top
You know what I'm on
Been chasing fifties and fifties to hundreds, my nigga
You know what I'm on

Been moving swiftly, the cops ain't gon' get me, my nigga
You know what I'm on
I been running through the trenches
Ain't gon' be another dead man

How we make it to the exit
You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on

You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on

Yeah, you know what I'm on
Yeah, you know what I'm on
Yo, nigga, I been a man
Yo, bitch, I'm online, man, she been a fan

I am a sinner, man
The design of my body, it been a plan
I just be laughing at these niggas, thinking that they funny
I'ma double up on features, gotta get the money

Catch me on a jet, I'm walkin' somewhere sunny
Ha, yeah, they are not one of us
The flow just came in, now I'm cutting up
You niggas just fucking up

I got a new bag, now I'm going up
The girl is too mediocre, so I added sauce
And bought her diamond chokers
She told me she need a job, so I dressed her up

And put her on the poster, no wait
I'm staking hundreds and hundreds, I put it in the safe
And told my niggas that we running
I hit my fives, I tell them to rise up in the club

Hit the fifth, now we stuntin', got my knowledge
Off of traffic, money off of rap, I'm hitting in this bitch
No cap, bitch, I'm solidified, man, I been getting mine
You know what I'm on

Been chasing fifties and fifties to hundreds, my nigga
You know what I'm on
Been moving swiftly, the cops ain't gon' get me, my nigga
You know what I'm on

I been running through the trenches
Ain't gon' be another day, man
How we make it to the exit
You know what I'm on

You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on

You know what I'm on
Yeah, you know what I'm on
Yeah, you know what I'm on
I don't have time for talking to all of you niggas

To stay on that fuck shit
Hot chick might load up a clip and let fifty out
Hoping you niggas to duck quick
Hot chick might walk off the scene like Lottie Dottie

Man, who wanna party when it come to fashion
Man, I keep it on my body
Bitches, they would keep them on the molly
You niggas brag too much, that's why we masking up

The marrow is fast as fuck
The police ain't keeping up
I cut my side bitch off
Got the traffic taking off

I hit she up, shawty been wigging
And she been dipping in the sauce
Let the pop bubble up with the Yola
I bought me a fifth mixing with the soda

I told her no, we're gonna be okay
Good, we'll make it another day
Shit, that's what you get when you fuck with Ye
And the trunk is tucked, another K

When it come to my niggas, I kill a bottle
You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on

You know what I'm on
I've been running through the trenches
Ain't gon' be another day, man
I will make it to the Xset

You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on

You know what I'm on
You know what I'm on
Yeah, you know what I'm on
Yeah, you know what I'm on

Written by:
anthony denegal

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