"On Me" lyrics

Yeah
Ha, okay okay, yeah
Racked up with these bands
Bands (yeah)
Racked up with these bands (Racked up with these bands)
Bands

All I know is count up, I be stuntin' though
I got a whole rack, I cash out when I hit the mall, bands
Yeah, I'm racked up with them bands (yeah)
Stuntin' on them niggas 'cause I'm stacked up with these bands
Got racks all on me (yeah)
Got cash all on me (yeah)
Got bands all on me, that's why your bitch all on me
Got cash all on me (on me)
Got racks all on me (on me)
Got bands all on me, that's why your bitch all on me (on me, yeah)

When I hit the mall, I'm walking out with bags (bags)
16ms nigga, 906, you better watch your bitch 'cause she love my racks
Countin' money (money)
Use Cali Co, I got hunnids' (got hunnids')
Pledging up with that Louie' Gucci, got 50 belts and I'm stuntin'
You mad, you hatin' 'cause I'm counting all this money dough
I bought the whole rack, don't need to check the tag at all
I got racks, I got racks, don't need no wallet though
I can fuck up your relationship in seconds though
Bands (bands)
I'm stacked up with all these bands
Yo' bitch want me to fuck her 'cause she know I got them bands
Your bitch, she know that I'm the shit
I be stuntin' with my niggas, popping bottles, with your bitch, ha!

All I know is count up, I be stuntin' though
I got a whole rack, I cash out when I hit the mall, bands
Yeah, I'm racked up with them bands (yeah)
Stuntin' on them niggas 'cause I'm stacked up with these bands
Got racks all on me (yeah)
Got cash all on me (yeah)
Got bands all on me, that's why your bitch all on me
Got cash all on me (on me)
Got racks all on me (on me)
Got bands all on me, that's why your bitch all on me (on me, yeah)

I'm the shit, I'm the fucking shit
I can fuck your bitch, but if she stiff
And ain't tryna' split
Kick her out my whip (bye-bye)
I go hard, for my fucking squad
You know who we are
She wanna ride, in my black car
Because I'm a star, ay (skrrt, skrrt)
400 for the Gucci (let's go)
Rockin' retro Jordans, and some Trueys
Bad yellow bitch, with a booty (she bad)
I fuck with real niggas, they salute me
Speedin' on the road, I cannot slow down (oh no)
I'm that nigga everybody know now (wassup?)
All this money, I can fuck your ho now (your ho)
And it's guaranteed, that she gon' go down

All I know is count up, I be stuntin' though
I got a whole rack, I cash out when I hit the mall, bands
Yeah, I'm racked up with them bands (yeah)
Stuntin' on them niggas 'cause I'm stacked up with these bands
Got racks all on me (yeah)
Got cash all on me (yeah)
Got bands all on me, that's why your bitch all on me
Got cash all on me (on me)
Got racks all on me (on me)
Got bands all on me, that's why your bitch all on me (on me, yeah)