Lawsy, BabyTron - What I'm On lyrics
BabyTron [James Edward Johnson IV] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.
[Lawsy, BabyTron - What I'm On lyrics]
This that top shelf shit
You can't hit this blunt
We got bitches all across
The globe tryna fuck
Grown bitches only thing that I want
Junkie loving, like, I told him what he on
This that Sexxnb shit
You ain't on what I'm on
This that top shelf shit
You can't hit this blunt
We got bitches all across
The globe tryna fuck
Grown bitches only thing that I want
Junkie loving, like, I told him what he on
This that Sexxnb shit
You ain't on what I'm on
I got bitches in this crib
They gon' take off they thongs
And I'm with this white ho sniffin' Adderall
(Adderall, bitch)
Damn right, bitch, all we do is ball
When I'm tryna fuck, it just take one call
Too many options, man, I swear I can't pick
I keep scorin' meds
Doctor think I'm hella sick
If you talkin' 'bout that money, bitch
You bet I'm listening
I walk in the club with a stick, bitch
I'ma bring it in
I serve packs when I'm bored
That's just what I do like the drama, bitch
You know we bringin' in hella clues
That Glock with a switch? Or the
Drac'? What do I choose?
Bro tweaked out off the Fent', he can't move
This that top shelf shit
You can't hit this blunt
We got bitches all across
The globe tryna fuck
Grown bitches only thing that I want
Junkie loving, like, I told him what he on
This that Sexxnb shit
You ain't on what I'm on
This that top shelf shit
You can't hit this blunt
We got bitches all across
The globe tryna fuck
Grown bitches only thing that I want
Junkie loving, like, I told him what he on
This that Sexxnb shit
You ain't on what I'm on
You ain't on what I'm on
You don't pour what we pour
You don't roll what we roll
You don't go where we go
Shit is show after show, on the road
'round the globe you ain't on what we on
You ain't on what we on i was in the field
He fold the boof like Antonio Brown
Told him if he ship it with a CD
He gon' owe me a pound if he want a job
He gotta put his portfolio down
2023, it's Richard Mille, the Rollie for now
Seen him out and he ain't say a word
He must have laryngitis pull up
Leave 'em flatter than a tire
Without air inside it
Fiends sharing needles at the spot
Ain't even sterilize it
On the top shelf, smokin' good
It got me paragliding
This that top shelf shit
You can't hit this blunt
We got bitches all across
The globe tryna fuck
Grown bitches only thing that I want
Junkie loving, like, I told him what he on
This that Sexxnb shit
You ain't on what I'm on
This that top shelf shit
You can't hit this blunt
We got bitches all across
The globe tryna fuck
Grown bitches only thing that I want
Junkie loving, like, I told him what he on
This that Sexxnb shit
You ain't on what I'm on
Spin the double R and turn they
Block into a ghost town
I been in the water with
Whatever since I dove down
Higher than an astronaut
I pour pints and smoke pounds
Swing that hammer for some justice
Like I'm Joe Brown
Shooter hit him with a combination
Cartier Bifocals, I'm just observating
Off an Addy, not the
Drop, bitch, I'm concentrating, shit
Boy, get yo' stupid ass up
You can't hit this blunt
We got bitches all across
The globe tryna fuck
Grown bitches only thing that I want
Junkie loving, like, I told him what he on
This that Sexxnb shit
You ain't on what I'm on
This that top shelf shit
You can't hit this blunt
We got bitches all across
The globe tryna fuck
Grown bitches only thing that I want
Junkie loving, like, I told him what he on
This that Sexxnb shit
You ain't on what I'm on
I got bitches in this crib
They gon' take off they thongs
And I'm with this white ho sniffin' Adderall
(Adderall, bitch)
Damn right, bitch, all we do is ball
When I'm tryna fuck, it just take one call
Too many options, man, I swear I can't pick
I keep scorin' meds
Doctor think I'm hella sick
If you talkin' 'bout that money, bitch
You bet I'm listening
I walk in the club with a stick, bitch
I'ma bring it in
I serve packs when I'm bored
That's just what I do like the drama, bitch
You know we bringin' in hella clues
That Glock with a switch? Or the
Drac'? What do I choose?
Bro tweaked out off the Fent', he can't move
This that top shelf shit
You can't hit this blunt
We got bitches all across
The globe tryna fuck
Grown bitches only thing that I want
Junkie loving, like, I told him what he on
This that Sexxnb shit
You ain't on what I'm on
This that top shelf shit
You can't hit this blunt
We got bitches all across
The globe tryna fuck
Grown bitches only thing that I want
Junkie loving, like, I told him what he on
This that Sexxnb shit
You ain't on what I'm on
You ain't on what I'm on
You don't pour what we pour
You don't roll what we roll
You don't go where we go
Shit is show after show, on the road
'round the globe you ain't on what we on
You ain't on what we on i was in the field
He fold the boof like Antonio Brown
Told him if he ship it with a CD
He gon' owe me a pound if he want a job
He gotta put his portfolio down
2023, it's Richard Mille, the Rollie for now
Seen him out and he ain't say a word
He must have laryngitis pull up
Leave 'em flatter than a tire
Without air inside it
Fiends sharing needles at the spot
Ain't even sterilize it
On the top shelf, smokin' good
It got me paragliding
This that top shelf shit
You can't hit this blunt
We got bitches all across
The globe tryna fuck
Grown bitches only thing that I want
Junkie loving, like, I told him what he on
This that Sexxnb shit
You ain't on what I'm on
This that top shelf shit
You can't hit this blunt
We got bitches all across
The globe tryna fuck
Grown bitches only thing that I want
Junkie loving, like, I told him what he on
This that Sexxnb shit
You ain't on what I'm on
Spin the double R and turn they
Block into a ghost town
I been in the water with
Whatever since I dove down
Higher than an astronaut
I pour pints and smoke pounds
Swing that hammer for some justice
Like I'm Joe Brown
Shooter hit him with a combination
Cartier Bifocals, I'm just observating
Off an Addy, not the
Drop, bitch, I'm concentrating, shit
Boy, get yo' stupid ass up