ฟังเพลงAre You On? (Explicit)

Are you on ten yet

Have you made friends yet

Go get them M's then money still pendin' I swear they pretendin'

I just extended grip it and bend it

Do it like Bex did call it and check my wave is stupendous

Now they look stressed

I don't have to flex

I do this with gang I speak with my chest I have to finesse

Now they look stressed

I don't have to flex

I do this with gang I speak with my chest I have to finesse

Are you on ten yet

Have you made friends yet

Oh you got a trophy oh you like spendin' cash

Cash

Do you really know 'bout your friends from the four

Big C-lass but I'm blind from the smoke

I don't really know but I know about show

Bust gun fingers every time I spoke

F**k a done deal I ain't never goin' broke

F**ker jumped in so I hit him with a pole L

Hold that sniff it in your nose

Hell no stiff when he froze

My show bangs like sticks and poles

She just wanna wine and shine that glow

Have to take time on slidin' slow

Internet fightings hidin' bro

I don't really like them sites I'll go

'Cause money I can make like rice and goat

On a Sunday where your mom stay

Flow stay jumpy bad girls love me

Dumb flings f**k up outta one lane never stay comfy

Lookin' all lunch bae

That's a quick move show where the funds stay

Have you made friends yet

Go get them M's then money still pendin' I swear they pretendin'

I just extended grip it and bend it do it like Bex did

Now they look stressed I don't have to flex

I do this with gang I speak with my chest I have to finesse

Now they look stressed I don't have to flex

I do this with gang I speak with my chest I have to finesse

Have you made friends yet

Go get them M's then money still pendin' I swear they pretendin'

I just extended grip it and bend it do it like Bex did

Now they look stressed I don't have to flex

I do this with gang I speak with my chest I have to finesse

Now they look stressed I don't have to flex

I do this with gang I speak with my chest I have to finesse

Yo stick 'em up stick 'em up stick 'em up

If I shoot I can't miss that's precision stuff

Now my w**d and my money come in bigger clumps

First they love you then they hate you it's real at once

I refuse to succumb to this piss and poor

Been feelin' different ever since the vintage dropped

I need some O's in my ring need a bigger rock

Need a home on my whip need a bigger lot

I want my kids to have s**t I couldn't think about

That's normal

You know what I mean

I'm noddin' with my crown but it's too high

Fix your screwed face bro fix your screwed eyes

Oh you mad 'cause you couldn't get the stew right

Then where the bagger man you only came with two guys

Don't be fooled by the friends we still do crime

If I had to put in work I would do time

But I sauce like I'm mental

Gettin' scores like I been rude just to make my ends move

'Cause they didn't wanna meet I resent dude

When your pockets only flow like your legs do

Pressure on your mental knew that I impressed you

Hope they don't arrest you always bring your best tools

What's the man that you're next to

Bettin' on your next move

If I had to drill I'd be dead too

Are you on ten yet

Have you made friends yet

Go get them M's then money still pendin' I swear they pretendin'

I just extended grip it and bend it

Do it like Bex did call it and check this my wave is stupendous

Now they look stressed I don't have to flex

I do this with gang I speak with my chest I have to finesse

Now they look stressed I don't have to flex

I do this with gang I speak with my chest I have to finesse

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