Bet Im On It Lyrics
Whip through the dash
Something on my wrist is blinking
Got a bad bitch on my right
But the whole time Im still dating
Bet Im on it, bet Im on it
They say no motherfucking lease
I bet I own it
Smoking green and Im leaning out the window
Im the flyest nigga living
And I work while Im still breathing
Bet Im on it, bet Im on it
They say no motherfucking lease
I bet I own it
Cant speak none of your lies
Got a tampon on my lane
PH levels all offset, but pussy hater, good try
Doubles here, double cut, double park it this time
Double take em, take em place on a double date
She got air shots, bartender, she got air shots
Take her home, give her bag shots
Hustle real hard, never made it with a sport
500, 4 grams and you never wouldve thought
18 ounces, made it with a fork
Love in the hood but I made it on the court
Win the ball, hit the rim, thats a miss
Come to think about it, wait, thats a brick
300 8 balls coming to assist, here we go again
Mind on dope again, cuffs on my wrist, tell the beats I dont know again
again
Foreign on them bitches, take your bitch cause she was taking interest
Later lick her navel, kiss her rim, rip her from the ripple
Whip through the dash
Something on my wrist is blinking
Got a bad bitch on my right
But the whole time Im still dating
Bet Im on it, bet Im on it
They say no motherfucking lease
I bet I own it
Smoking green and Im leaning out the window
Im the flyest nigga living
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And I work while Im still breathing
Bet Im on it, bet Im on it
They say no motherfucking lease
I bet I own it
Aim with all the arcades, stalk down like a Shar Pei
Took your girl for an appetizer then fucked again for an entr?e
South side where I came from, murder rate on the rise
Niggas will merk for food, they might as well hold up a sign
I get mine, spell it with a Z, niggas sleeping on me, zzz
I wake them niggas up, take them niggas cut, eat them niggas lunch
EBT, see my movements is a movie, good hit, soothes me
And I love group sex, hell yeah Im a groupie
If sex is a weapon, here to air that Uzi
Told her to wipe me down, hit the air with that boozy
Then we got trippy, hit the air with that juicy
Had sex with a row, hit the air with that sushi
Whip through the dash
Something on my wrist is blinking
Got a bad bitch on my right
But the whole time Im still dating
Bet Im on it, bet Im on it
They say no motherfucking lease
I bet I own it
Smoking green and Im leaning out the window
Im the flyest nigga living
And I work while Im still breathing
Bet Im on it, bet Im on it
They say no motherfucking lease
I bet I own it
