
On Me Flyboy Tarantino (Ft. Ski Mask the Slump God)
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[Intro: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Had to shut the door (Did you know I brought water?)
Little bit late (Did you know I brought—what?)
Your bitch still a whore, ayy (Ayy, like what)
Yuh, like, lower this (It's a damn prank, did you get any [?])
[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]
I really can't help it, I really can't help it
Your bitch see my dick and she help it
I really can't help it, I really can't help it
I really can't—spare a Xan
I'm like, on me
Diamonds on me, bitches on me, saucy
On me
Diamonds on me, bitches on me, saucy
I really can't help it, I really can't help it
Your bitch see my dick and she help it
I really can't help it, I really can't help it
I really can't—on me
Diamonds on me, bitches on me
You know your bitch on me
Your bitch see my dick and she said, what?
It is on me (Ayy)
[Verse: Flyboy Tarantino]
Adderall flow, focus
Gotta keep the fans close, the enemies closest
My nigga got the antidote, he took a mean dosage, dose it
All the dough, money like the water, let it flow bitch
War from the 954, got a closed fist (Oh no)
Broward County Fingalata, you already know this
Got your baby momma legs open, pokin'
[?] hitting like the gas, don't let me toke it
Hopin' any nigga try my clique
Can't touch my money, can't touch my bitch
Focus, took a adderall, I'm hittin' licks
Call up J Mob, he gon' take 'em to the 6, that's it
Cash, guap, moola, on me
iPhone airplane mode 'cause she blowin' up my phone, I can tell that she want me
Had to shut the door (Did you know I brought water?)
Little bit late (Did you know I brought—what?)
Your bitch still a whore, ayy (Ayy, like what)
Yuh, like, lower this (It's a damn prank, did you get any [?])
[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]
I really can't help it, I really can't help it
Your bitch see my dick and she help it
I really can't help it, I really can't help it
I really can't—spare a Xan
I'm like, on me
Diamonds on me, bitches on me, saucy
On me
Diamonds on me, bitches on me, saucy
I really can't help it, I really can't help it
Your bitch see my dick and she help it
I really can't help it, I really can't help it
I really can't—on me
Diamonds on me, bitches on me
You know your bitch on me
Your bitch see my dick and she said, what?
It is on me (Ayy)
[Verse: Flyboy Tarantino]
Adderall flow, focus
Gotta keep the fans close, the enemies closest
My nigga got the antidote, he took a mean dosage, dose it
All the dough, money like the water, let it flow bitch
War from the 954, got a closed fist (Oh no)
Broward County Fingalata, you already know this
Got your baby momma legs open, pokin'
[?] hitting like the gas, don't let me toke it
Hopin' any nigga try my clique
Can't touch my money, can't touch my bitch
Focus, took a adderall, I'm hittin' licks
Call up J Mob, he gon' take 'em to the 6, that's it
Cash, guap, moola, on me
iPhone airplane mode 'cause she blowin' up my phone, I can tell that she want me
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