It's On Me - Youngin

Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada, all of that we got a lot of Light skin chick she’s Bodak Yellow and got on red bottoms

You don’t really want no problems, you just wanna play it cool

All these young goons, they got cases because they be acting a fool

Packing a tool and they’ll clap it at you, just to prove they ain’t rapping at you

And when they pointing that ratchet at you ain’t no time to be acting special

D.C. I represent, I’m a resident like the president

In hip-hop I set precedence and I’ve been doing that shit ever since

I was born, they ain’t really ready, they ain’t really on it they’re soft

I’m trying to get wood grain in my whip and my leather to be butter soft

Nigga we on you can’t cut us off, ain’t no light switch for this type of shine

Charged me with attempted murder nigga you ain’t doing this type of crime

But I only did me a year though, 8 months up in P. G First three I stayed in my cell but them last five nigga I did me Dressed up in that county orange and them flip-flops everyday

Man I’m hella glad to be home, surrounded by fine women that stay laced in that

Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada

Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada

Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada

Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada

All this designer shit on me All this designer shit on me All this designer shit on me All this designer shit on me Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada

Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada

Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada

Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada

All this designer shit on me All this designer shit on me All this designer shit on me It’s on me, it’s on me, it’s on me, it’s on me

D.C. on my chest nigga I wear all my own shit

If not then it’s designer label so your girl can be on my dick

It’s like a hurricane when I spit I just fuck up the environment

Infiltrated this style just to put wack rappers in retirement

I’m trying not to be violent because a nigga still on probation

But these fuck niggas be hating because I’m in radio rotation

Call that .32 a floatation device, hoes around me stay naked at night

Them niggas around me stay wasted at night, bootin' up and they taking flight

Rip and killing niggas, if you want it get it, lyrics when I’m spitting,

niggas always tripping

Run into your misses and she spitting on my dick until it glistens then I’m

done the mission

Youngin is so different got them wishing they was hearing what I’m whipping in the kitchen

Picture when I’m digging in your chick and then I flip and leave my children on her chin and grin

And then I walk away like it’s all good, D.C. is my town bih

I’m married to this rap game with no wedding gown bih

So high on the charts that they can’t bring us down bih

I’m the next rap king where’s my crown bih, and I’m in