On You - B-MONEY

Ass fat, looking back at you

Eyes closed, turning black on you

9-mil gonna snap on you

Tinder date so good I might have to come back to you

Fucking bitches 1 or 2, snapping fingers thumbing through

Always gotta keep a Glock on you, ice so froze keep a rock on you

Swaying my baby and imma start leaning

Staying woke in day but I be dreaming

You just right, you the one to take me to the night

Let’s take flight, cruising to the ceiling bitch I might (bitch I might)

Bitches on me every single fucking day

Know you dancing for the money that’s ok

Let you dance on me because you are bae

I love it when you’re here and I hate when you’re away

Eating bald pussy like i’m caillou

You know that I will never turn my back on you

Smashing you, turning black and blue

Cannot take this dick it’s big as shaq and that is true

You just right, you the one to take me to the night

Let’s take flight, cruising to the ceiling bitch I might (bitch I might)

Ass so fat I call her Demi

Cooking up these fire beats while i’m drinking henny

I cannot control myself, all I do is envy

B-Money with the fire and he pulling out a semi

I’m the real deal so just hold me, man i’m strong with it Ben Kenobi

I’m crazy rich so I bought a rolly, X remote so you can’t control me

I know you thick like guacamole but why you mad so back up off me

Always shooting but you the goalie, you push me off like rolie polie

You just right, you the one to take me to the night

Let’s take flight, cruising to the ceiling bitch I might

Cruising to the ceiling bitch I might