I'm smokin' that OG, you niggas don't know me
Not passin' this shit like I'm Kobe
I ball like shinobi and now your bitch on me
But I'm tryna cool with my homies
And no, I'm not lonely, I'm countin' the money
I'm coolin' the pistol is on me
No, I'm not a goon, but I'll pop at you
My nigga, so don't run up on me
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
These niggas, they be hatin' on me
These bitches, they just wanna love me
I stay on the grind, I been about mine
My nigga, I'm stackin' the money
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
Fake bitches after the money
And they see I carry the cash
You'll fail if you run up on me
Securing my shit with a strap
Blunt to the face, got me takin' a nap
They sleepin' on me, they sit in the back
Shit bout to change when they see they're in last
Texting my phone, but it sent to the trash
Spoil my girl, put a band in her lap
She show me love, I can't f*ck with a tramp
Whippin' a rolla, this shit bout to crash
Shit gonna change when I drop a new track
Simmie the menace, CURE. be the chemist
Cookin' some shit you ain't seen in a minute
Stay lookin' jealous, I'm feelin' careless
Never compare to a king, you a peasant
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
I'm smokin' that OG, you niggas don't know me
Not passin' this shit like I'm Kobe
I ball like shinobi and now your bitch on me
But I'm tryna cool with my homies
And no, I'm not lonely, I'm countin' the money
I'm coolin', the pistol is on me
No, I'm not a goon, but I'll pop at you
My nigga, so don't run up on me
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
These niggas, they be hatin' on me
These bitches, they just wanna love me
I stay on the grind, I been about mine
My nigga, I'm stackin' the money
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
The Cure - On Me (feat. Yung Simmie) Lyrics
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I'm smokin' that OG, you niggas don't know me
Not passin' this shit like I'm Kobe
I ball like shinobi and now your bitch on me
But I'm tryna cool with my homies
And no, I'm not lonely, I'm countin' the money
I'm coolin' the pistol is on me
No, I'm not a goon, but I'll pop at you
My nigga, so don't run up on me
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
These niggas, they be hatin' on me
These bitches, they just wanna love me
I stay on the grind, I been about mine
My nigga, I'm stackin' the money
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
Fake bitches after the money
And they see I carry the cash
You'll fail if you run up on me
Securing my shit with a strap
Blunt to the face, got me takin' a nap
They sleepin' on me, they sit in the back
Shit bout to change when they see they're in last
Texting my phone, but it sent to the trash
Spoil my girl, put a band in her lap
She show me love, I can't f*ck with a tramp
Whippin' a rolla, this shit bout to crash
Shit gonna change when I drop a new track
Simmie the menace, CURE. be the chemist
Cookin' some shit you ain't seen in a minute
Stay lookin' jealous, I'm feelin' careless
Never compare to a king, you a peasant
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
I'm smokin' that OG, you niggas don't know me
Not passin' this shit like I'm Kobe
I ball like shinobi and now your bitch on me
But I'm tryna cool with my homies
And no, I'm not lonely, I'm countin' the money
I'm coolin', the pistol is on me
No, I'm not a goon, but I'll pop at you
My nigga, so don't run up on me
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
These niggas, they be hatin' on me
These bitches, they just wanna love me
I stay on the grind, I been about mine
My nigga, I'm stackin' the money
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
Not passin' this shit like I'm Kobe
I ball like shinobi and now your bitch on me
But I'm tryna cool with my homies
And no, I'm not lonely, I'm countin' the money
I'm coolin' the pistol is on me
No, I'm not a goon, but I'll pop at you
My nigga, so don't run up on me
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
These niggas, they be hatin' on me
These bitches, they just wanna love me
I stay on the grind, I been about mine
My nigga, I'm stackin' the money
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
Fake bitches after the money
And they see I carry the cash
You'll fail if you run up on me
Securing my shit with a strap
Blunt to the face, got me takin' a nap
They sleepin' on me, they sit in the back
Shit bout to change when they see they're in last
Texting my phone, but it sent to the trash
Spoil my girl, put a band in her lap
She show me love, I can't f*ck with a tramp
Whippin' a rolla, this shit bout to crash
Shit gonna change when I drop a new track
Simmie the menace, CURE. be the chemist
Cookin' some shit you ain't seen in a minute
Stay lookin' jealous, I'm feelin' careless
Never compare to a king, you a peasant
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
I'm smokin' that OG, you niggas don't know me
Not passin' this shit like I'm Kobe
I ball like shinobi and now your bitch on me
But I'm tryna cool with my homies
And no, I'm not lonely, I'm countin' the money
I'm coolin', the pistol is on me
No, I'm not a goon, but I'll pop at you
My nigga, so don't run up on me
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
These niggas, they be hatin' on me
These bitches, they just wanna love me
I stay on the grind, I been about mine
My nigga, I'm stackin' the money
I got it, I keep the weed on me
I'm flexin' and now your bitch on me
I buy it, the money is on me
I cash out, I ball with my homies
Writer: Brian Lynch
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