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Kevin Gates - On Me Lyrics

[Chorus]
Bad bitch, I tried to holla and she told me stop it (damn!)
Act like she ain’t see me, treat me like I’m microscopic
Money in my pocket, now she finally got the big picture
But it’s too late for all of that
Get over it
(Let go!)
These hoes all on me now, but I can’t show no interest
These hoes all on me now, but I can’t show no interest
These hoes all on me now, but I can’t show no interest
But I can’t show no interest
No I can’t show no interest

[Bridge 1]
Pull up on them Forgiatos, whip sit on them inches
Big old dick be hanging out, clip is in extension
Squeeze on your booty like a ruga
You don’t need no bodyguard, girl I’m a shooter
(I be, I be on that beach house, shout out!)

[Verse 1]
Dolla signs, dolla sign, shout out to my nigga Ty Dolla $ign
Stackin’ my ones, got it out the mud in the slum
Out of line, more guns than Columbine
Are you in your right mind? I’m out of mine
Cheefin’ on fruit, leanin’ on juice
Actin’ stuck up, now you want truce
Let the clique run a train, on your corp-oos (All aboard!)
Choo-choo!
[Chorus]
Bad bitch, I tried to holla and she told me stop it (damn!)
Act like she ain’t see me, treat me like I’m microscopic
Money in my pocket, now she finally got the big picture
But it’s too late for all of that
Get over it
(Let go!)
These hoes all on me now, but I can’t show no interest
These hoes all on me now, but I can’t show no interest
These hoes all on me now, but I can’t show no interest
But I can’t show no interest
No I can’t show no interest

[Bridge 2]
Money in my pocket, shawty finally got the big picture
But it’s too late for all of that
She can’t get this spicca

[Verse 2]
Saved by the Bell, Bayside
Designer belt, waistline
Lay in lamps when it’s opposite of day time
Shawty like tango anywhere, Facetime
Dick in her stomach, fight back, (fists?) face down
Styrofoam cup, over ice sippin’ H-Town
Tan up the road, doin’ show after show
Droppin’ load after load on the low, like Greyhound
Losin’ myself in the music, first moment, I owned it
Never let it go, somethin’ like 8 Mile
Tre eight’s out, doin’ these rappers like food
Get em’ chewed, like take out
[Chorus]
Bad bitch, I tried to holla and she told me stop it (damn!)
Act like she ain’t see me, treat me like I’m microscopic
Money in my pocket, now she finally got the big picture
But it’s too late for all of that
Get over it
(Let go!)
These hoes all on me now, but I can’t show no interest
These hoes all on me now, but I can’t show no interest
These hoes all on me now, but I can’t show no interest
But I can’t show no interest
No I can’t show no interest

(Money in my pocket, now she finally got the big picture)