Chief Keef - On It On It lyrics

Thotties, Posse!

I got a lotta bitches
And I got a lotta niggas (thotties, posse)
And I got a lotta shooters and
I got a lotta killers (bop)
And I got a lotta money
I been with this money bunny
I can't help my money funny
Baby I am money hungry
More Sosa less Tony Tony
I bought an island no colony dummy
I'm coolin' in Hawaii
Countin' money countin' money money
All these niggas phony phony
All these bitches bony bony
Niggas act like homies homies
That's why I be on it on it

Ridin' in that Moto Morini
Pockets filled with hundred money
I am not no dummy dummy
Pistol hit your tummy tummy
And I got a Tommy Tommy
Glock 10 marked doin' bunnies bunnies
He want beef it's farmie farmie
We come through, army army
All we see is running running
Guess what, I am blunted blunted
This shit smells like onions onions
Trae Cas Stacy be smokin' that funny funny
Funny swear that shit ain't funny funny
35 in my blunted blunted
Let me get some top honey
Then I might just bone it bone it (thottie)
Walk in the label, then I run it run it
(count my fuckin' cash)
I need my cash at this fuckin' moment
(fore I bust yo ass)
This is business, we is not no homies
(yeah yeah yeah)
Don't make me catch a fuckin' homi
(yeah yeah)

I got a lotta bitches
And I got a lotta niggas
And I got a lotta shooters and
I got a lotta killers
And I got a lotta money
I been with this money bunny
I can't help my money funny
Baby I am money hungry
More Sosa less Tony Tony
I bought an island no colony dummy
I'm coolin' in Hawaii
Countin' money countin' money money
All these niggas phony phony
All these bitches bony bony
Niggas act like homies homies
That's why I be on it on it (On it On it)

Niggas act like they your friends (nah)
But niggas all pretend (yeah)
Niggas act like they your homie (nah)
All these niggas fuckin' phony, I know it
(yeah) riding in that mortal combat (skrt)
With a lot of fucking combat for combat
(bang bang bang)
Nigga don't run, come back (gang)
Told your bitch "don't run, come back"
Take this dick, nigga click-clack get back
(bang bang bang)
On that hot shit, you can get whacked (bang)
18 wheeler shit, you can get wet
(gang gang bang) throw it back to my bitches

I got a lotta bitches
And I got a lotta niggas
And I got a lotta shooters and
I got a lotta killers (bang bang)
And I got a lotta money
I been with this money bunny (fff beep)
I can't help my money funny
Baby I am money hungry
More Sosa less Tony Tony
I bought an island no colony dummy
I'm coolin' in Hawaii
Countin' money countin' money money
All these niggas phony phony
All these bitches bony bony
Niggas act like homies homies
That's why I be on it on it