Shawn Mitch - On S (feat. Bigg Shugg) Lyrics

I be on S, I cannot be lackin
Pass me yo move, you know that I blast it
I rock the Christian the Louboutin
Used to wear busted up air force ones
Had to book me a flight to Cali, wit my Talis
Ran up 100 trappin in my Ballys
Told all my niggas that we gon make it
If we aint got it, know we gon take it
Me and my niggas, we livin a dream
Makin that dirty money turn clean
I complete the mission and then leave the scene
Scratch off in a str8 if I see the police
Just might hit up Vatho if I need a boa
He just hit my phone, say he got a new load
Is still f*ck the opps, yea we up on the score
Gotta get up wit me cause I be on the road

Ike Turner a bitch, smack up the road
Domestic the beat smack it wit flows
I was rockin polo, now its snakes around my collar
Always kept it real niggas need an Oscar
Shorty play yo role, gotta respect the bosses
Ima get money by any means
I was dusty now Im detergent clean
Step our toes, no uber he lyft
My Talis aint goin for sacks, they blitz
Cant f*ck wit you, I see hate on yo blood
You niggas is leaches, we sendin em slugs
You cannot get down us bitch we get up
Got yo bitch workin for me, yea bitch Im the plug
Run it up, yea that's a must
I'm spending hundreds and you spending ones
Came up from the floor now I jump like Lebron
I just bumbled this beat got this bitch feelin stung
I was asking for bread and you aint give a crumb
Medium well, you niggas is done
Dave Chapelle, you niggas is pun
I made me a plan, and made me some funds
Aint no three strikes, take em out in one
Mitch the Bully say go get him gone
Aye man... Aye Aye check it out, check it out
Aye Talis get on they ass man
Aye Shugg get on his as folks
Aye
I be on S, I cannot be lackin
Pass me yo move, you know that I blast it
I rock the Christian the Louboutin
Used to wear busted up air force ones
Had to book me a flight to Cali, wit my Talis
Ran up 100 trappin in my Ballys
Told all my niggas that we gon make it
If we aint got it, know we gon take it
Me and my niggas, we livin a dream
Makin that dirty money turn clean
I complete the mission and then leave the scene
Scratch off in a str8 if I see the police
Just might hit up Vatho if I need a boa
He just hit my phone, say he got a new load
Is still f*ck the opps, yea we up on the score
Gotta get up wit me cause I be on the road

I remember them days down the interstate
Pickin up them backends, in and out of chase
Had to earn my stripes, had to gain some weight
Had to aid and assist like my name was Klay
But I keep my 30 cause any day could be the day
And Im from a cold city, aint no Golden State
Usain Bolt, ran it up, started PayToPlay
Im out here in the streets grindin for better days
I just be grindin cause that's all I know
Catch me a play while Im out on the road
Hit Venice Beach cause Im tired of Lake Shore
Smokin exotics while on the west coast
I know that I got it but don't brag or boast
The game in a headlock its more like a choke
Applying that pressure my foot on they throat
YF on the beat so you know how it go