Gunna — On to Me

[Intro] (Hoodrich ho) (Ricky Racks, I see you!) (Hoodrich king, yeah, I'm thinkin' 'bout signing that) [Chorus] Niggas, they on to me Niggas annoying me Bitches, they be foreign to me Keep bitches on they knees Get the racks, they from overseas Only owe me some foreign keys Have you whippin' the Cherokee I'm a dog like you Pedigree Fuck your hoe on the leather seat Say you a dime, bitch you better be Wanna see you bend over and take the D And I'm still dodging these felonies My unc' on the block, he still selling weed Tell him when we get out, we gon' never leave Still got racks in my pocket like cheddar cheese Got her Coco Chanel, she smelling me [Verse 1] Some ice on, it came out the fridge Put some racks on your head like a fitted I can see in your eyes you weren't with it And some niggas weren't fair, they start snitching And that shit get you killed, no permission Shit ain't hard nigga, play your position Free my cousin they say he a menace Keep the racks at the crew, we ain't finished Take a lil bit of X and molly God damn that’s another body Hop in that horse and ride it I let her come get inside it Left the Ford truck, the new Mase' She ain't my boss just like Rocky When she get on the drugs, she get naughty My bitch like my car, she exotic [Chorus] Niggas, they on to me Niggas annoying me Bitches be boring to me Keep bitches on they knees Get the racks, they from overseas Only owe me some foreign keys Have you whippin' the Cherokee I'm a dog like you Pedigree Fuck your hoe on the leather seat Say you a dime, bitch you better be Wanna see you bend over and take the D And I'm still dodging these felonies My unc' on the block, he still selling weed Tell him when we get out, we gon' never leave Still got racks in my pocket like cheddar cheese Got her Coco Chanel, she smelling me [Verse 2] I wanna see that K, why you talkin'? Let me see that drip when you walkin' I wanna see finesse when you flossin' I'm taking that power, no Austin And money come green like Boston Young nigga don't need no vouchers I'm still rocking Louis pouches These bitches like "Ooh, we bosses" Throw some ones, make that booty start bouncing Money counter, don't need no accountant I went to the top of the mountain It’s drip season make that announcement I drip and I drip like a faucet These fuck niggas thought I done lost it Put a line on my dick, told her snort it I'm killing these hoes, need a coffin [Chorus] Niggas, they on to me Niggas annoying me Bitches be boring to me Keep bitches on they knees Get the racks, they from overseas Only owe me some foreign keys Have you whippin' the Cherokee I'm a dog like you Pedigree Fuck your hoe on the leather seat Say you a dime, bitch you better be Wanna see you bend over and take the D And I'm still dodging these felonies My unc' on the block, he still selling weed Tell him when we get out, we gon' never leave Still got racks in my pocket like cheddar cheese Got her Coco Chanel, she smelling me