Chief Keef, Tadoe, Ballout - On Me lyrics
Chief Keef [Keith Farrelle Cozart] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Chief Keef, Tadoe, Ballout - On Me lyrics]
All these hoes keep them racks on me
A pint of act quarter pound of on me
On me glo gang
GBE baby bang
Almighty Sosa, yeah
All these hoes know I keep them racks on me
A pint of act and a quarter pound pack on me
Lotta thots and the paparazzi all on me
Top drops in the Rari, it's just me and Bally
Pour up a four, now it's time to get leany
These niggas mad at us cuz we
Doin our thingy - thingy
But I ain't mad at ya
But if you ever need me
Just call my manager
Get him to check and he gon beep me
I've been too busy on the road
It's so hard to see me
All these bitches call in Texas
It's so hard to reach me
And I'm getting fat
Bitch you know I'm fuckin' greedy
So GDK, bitch you know I'm so fuckin' BD
Glo Gang run the world
Bitch we run every city
Listen all, everybody, everybody with me
Ridin' round Ferraris and them Bentleys
And I'm off Xanax
I'm off lean and I got plenty
I got hundreds, I got fifties, I got twenties
Walk up in the club, them hoes
They run up on me
Racks up in my pocket homie
You know I keep them
Motherfuckin' racks on me
All these hoes know I keep them racks on me
A pint of act and a quarter pound pack on me
Lotta thots and the paparazzi all on me
Top drops in the Rari, it's just me and Bally
Pour up a four, now it's time to get leany
These mad at us cuz we
Doin our thingy - thingy
But I ain't mad at ya
But if you ever need me
Just call my manager
Get him to check and he gon beep me
Out in traffic, I got all these racks on me
A nigga try to take it, know this guy a body
When I hit the club, all these hoes on me
You wanna come to gang
You got to fuck the homies
Party poppin' xans, bitch
You know it's on me
I can give you 3, put you in the zone, b
It ain't shit, got them racks on me
Glo gang posting in them, be the whole team
Posting up with all the Glocks
With them big chromes
Got them racks and we do our thing
A nigga wanna send shots, I got good aim
Put this red dot right up at your brain
A pint of act quarter pound of on me
On me glo gang
GBE baby bang
Almighty Sosa, yeah
All these hoes know I keep them racks on me
A pint of act and a quarter pound pack on me
Lotta thots and the paparazzi all on me
Top drops in the Rari, it's just me and Bally
Pour up a four, now it's time to get leany
These niggas mad at us cuz we
Doin our thingy - thingy
But I ain't mad at ya
But if you ever need me
Just call my manager
Get him to check and he gon beep me
I've been too busy on the road
It's so hard to see me
All these bitches call in Texas
It's so hard to reach me
And I'm getting fat
Bitch you know I'm fuckin' greedy
So GDK, bitch you know I'm so fuckin' BD
Glo Gang run the world
Bitch we run every city
Listen all, everybody, everybody with me
Ridin' round Ferraris and them Bentleys
And I'm off Xanax
I'm off lean and I got plenty
I got hundreds, I got fifties, I got twenties
Walk up in the club, them hoes
They run up on me
Racks up in my pocket homie
You know I keep them
Motherfuckin' racks on me
All these hoes know I keep them racks on me
A pint of act and a quarter pound pack on me
Lotta thots and the paparazzi all on me
Top drops in the Rari, it's just me and Bally
Pour up a four, now it's time to get leany
These mad at us cuz we
Doin our thingy - thingy
But I ain't mad at ya
But if you ever need me
Just call my manager
Get him to check and he gon beep me
Out in traffic, I got all these racks on me
A nigga try to take it, know this guy a body
When I hit the club, all these hoes on me
You wanna come to gang
You got to fuck the homies
Party poppin' xans, bitch
You know it's on me
I can give you 3, put you in the zone, b
It ain't shit, got them racks on me
Glo gang posting in them, be the whole team
Posting up with all the Glocks
With them big chromes
Got them racks and we do our thing
A nigga wanna send shots, I got good aim
Put this red dot right up at your brain