"On It" lyrics
RX Peso & UnoTheActivist Lyrics
[UnoTheActivist:]
Number (N)ine on it
Rick Owen on it
Raf Simons on it
Undercover on it
Bitch, I been on it
Bloody O on it
Bloody Dior on it
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
I'm gon' call the shooter up and you know he on it
I'm gon' call my shooter up and you know he on it
All of my diamonds, they dripping for real, why do your diamonds stay still?
Just told my diamonds to chill, wait, 'cause it was way to hot in here
Said that I wanted the house on the hill but spent the new house on my grill
UnoTheActivist sending out kills, got these bitches in some heels
Now these bitches want a mill, um
It is too late, um
Fix your face, um
Move your cake, um
Little bitch you better make something shake, um
Down bad and I used to have to take some
All these bitches they won't leave like a rake
Number (N)ine, this a skull not a snake
She wonder why I got mo—fucking stars on my roof, ooh, this a Wraith
Number (N)ine on it
Rick Owen on it
Raf Simons on it
Undercover on it
Bitch, I been on it
Bloody O on it
Bloody Dior on it
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
I'm gon' call the shooter up and you know he on it
I'm gon' call my shooter up and you know he on it
[DrugRixh Pe$o:]
You ain't really on it, I keep it on me
Your diamonds phony, I clean my pneumonia
That nine'll creeping on ya
You know she leaching on me
You new to this I been on it
You better go get some cake
I bought a new real estate
You thin on the ice, no skates
I'm sipping on Act it's a rich taste
I put that little bitch in her place
You ain't really on it, I ain't ever lonely
I keep that ice outside my shirt so it's always sunny
And I stay chasing all my cash, always road running
I keep that .30 on my hip you know it's always on me
It's my world I keep a stick you can call me DrugRich Tony
I keep that salsa in my kitchen I ain't never lonely
[UnoTheActivist:]
Number (N)ine on it
Rick Owen on it
Raf Simons on it
Undercover on it
Bitch, I been on it
Bloody O on it
Bloody Dior on it
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
I'm gon' call the shooter up and you know he on it
I'm gon' call my shooter up and you know he on it
Number (N)ine on it
Rick Owen on it
Raf Simons on it
Undercover on it
Bitch, I been on it
Bloody O on it
Bloody Dior on it
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
I'm gon' call the shooter up and you know he on it
I'm gon' call my shooter up and you know he on it
All of my diamonds, they dripping for real, why do your diamonds stay still?
Just told my diamonds to chill, wait, 'cause it was way to hot in here
Said that I wanted the house on the hill but spent the new house on my grill
UnoTheActivist sending out kills, got these bitches in some heels
Now these bitches want a mill, um
It is too late, um
Fix your face, um
Move your cake, um
Little bitch you better make something shake, um
Down bad and I used to have to take some
All these bitches they won't leave like a rake
Number (N)ine, this a skull not a snake
She wonder why I got mo—fucking stars on my roof, ooh, this a Wraith
Number (N)ine on it
Rick Owen on it
Raf Simons on it
Undercover on it
Bitch, I been on it
Bloody O on it
Bloody Dior on it
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
I'm gon' call the shooter up and you know he on it
I'm gon' call my shooter up and you know he on it
[DrugRixh Pe$o:]
You ain't really on it, I keep it on me
Your diamonds phony, I clean my pneumonia
That nine'll creeping on ya
You know she leaching on me
You new to this I been on it
You better go get some cake
I bought a new real estate
You thin on the ice, no skates
I'm sipping on Act it's a rich taste
I put that little bitch in her place
You ain't really on it, I ain't ever lonely
I keep that ice outside my shirt so it's always sunny
And I stay chasing all my cash, always road running
I keep that .30 on my hip you know it's always on me
It's my world I keep a stick you can call me DrugRich Tony
I keep that salsa in my kitchen I ain't never lonely
[UnoTheActivist:]
Number (N)ine on it
Rick Owen on it
Raf Simons on it
Undercover on it
Bitch, I been on it
Bloody O on it
Bloody Dior on it
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
Boy, who really on it?
I'm gon' call the shooter up and you know he on it
I'm gon' call my shooter up and you know he on it
