kirko bangz – got it on me lyrics
[intro: kirko bangz]
see me ridin’, my n-gga?
my sh-t shinin’, my n-gga?
f-ck n-gga keep lookin’
[verse 1: kirko bangz]
you see how i’m ridin’ right? see me ridin’ round n-gga
them diamonds shinin’ right? see me shinin’, my n-gga
f-ck n-gga keep lookin’, lookin’ for a n-gga
see his b-tch keep lookin’, ain’t my fault his b-tch keep lookin’, my n-gga
standing in the club, on the couch, what up, my n-gga?
dare n-gga try to kick me out, can’t touch my n-gga
you won’t see no lame -ss n-gga with me
won’t see it, cause every n-gga with me gotta carry that heat
believe it, i done came down in the foreign
got a b-tch n-gga mad cause i just made a milli off tourin’
and i’m still in the hood flexin’ like an og
if a n-gga get out of place come and holla at me, aww yeah
[hook: kirko bangz]
i got it on me, i got it on me, got it on me, i got it on me
i got it on me, i got it on me, got it on me, i got it on me
i got it on me, i got it on me, got it on me
i got it on me, i got it on me, got it on me, i got it on me
i got b-tches on the pole, my swisher full of dro
giuseppes on my toes, your b-tch ready to go
cause i got it on me, i got on me, got it on me
i got it on me, i got it on me, on me
[verse 2: takeoff]
i got it on me, i keep it on me
my nina it leave you without aquifina
pull up in the beemer she get my demeanor
look like i just jumped out the cleaners
i gotta keep the pocket rocket on me
like martin, he gotta keep gina
katrina somebody, come fema
i’m beating that drum like ike and tina
young n-gga i play with them keys
i’m stevie wonder, no alicia
that iphone i got for that billy phone
chop phone, that motorola and the beeper
[verse 3: offset]
i got it on me, got it under the seat
aim at your head, ain’t aiming at ya feet
goons on a real n-gga, that’s a sneak peak
she f-ckin’ with me on a loft on a beach
i know that you mad, young n-gga got cash
she suckin’ me off while i’m rollin’ the cash
you talkin’ that sh-t so a young n-gga laugh
i skert in the ‘rari, 220 on the dash
j’s they knock at the door like jehovah
pull out the chopper it bite like a cobra
ace of spades bottles like i’m playin’ poker
smashin’ your girlfriend in the back of the cobra
[hook]
[verse 4: quavo]
trap out the bando, it’s migo head honcho
she all on the pole when a n-gga throw pesos
she want a bankroll on quavo
gotta twerk for kirko, trap for the migos
that’s the plug pull up with a kilo, got a white boy like steve-o
tryna come rob, i got that thing bet i shoot you like a free throw
big house on the hill baby, every room got a pole in it
so when i take it to the crib baby, every room i’mma throw benji’s
big house on the hill baby, every room got a pole in it
so when i take it to the crib baby, every room i’mma throw benji’s
[hook]
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