TruckBoyFancy - On me

They don't wanna count it
Well guess what I wanna count it
Don't use an ATM get my money from the counter
Fuck her in pussy she like Fancy hit it harder
She come up at crib and she tell me I'm her father
I was on the on road wanting millions
Don't got no second choice so I have to make killing
Entertain my vices I been posted up with killers
She wanna fall in love tell her don't, Bryson Tiller
Might turn up the speed on you niggas
Stick it right in her G spot she a singer
23 Years old baby gotta pay attention
I'mma drill you hard, dick you down, learn a lesson
Niggas out here steal my flow I wanna hear confessions
All you niggas students I'm your teacher and I'm testing
I'm shocked that you alive boy you better count your blessings
And you better have an answer when I pull up and I question
It's on me
Ye imma double down
its on me
Ye Never backing down
It's on me
Ye I could never fail
It's on me
I was on the on road wanting millions
Don't got no second choice so I have to make killing
Entertain my vices I been posted up with killers
She wanna fall in love tell her don't, Bryson Tiller
Might turn up the speed on you niggas
Stick it right in her G spot she a singer
23 Years old baby gotta pay attention
I'mma drill you hard, dick you down, learn a lesson

Written by:
Mateo Makhubele

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