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[Intro: Yella Beezy] That's on me, baby Shun On Da Beat [Pre-Chorus: Yella Beezy & 2 Chainz] Yeah, you can snooze if you wanna, but not on me, baby And nah, I ain't takin' no losses, yeah I got heat, baby No, I don't know nothin' 'bout dozin', no, I don't sleep, baby You niggas ain't gassin' me, nigga, yeah I'm on E, baby (2 Chainz) [Verse 1: 2 Chainz] I hire the strippers, Pitino Mixin' VLONE with Valentino I wore a pinky ring just for the vino I keep it G, like it's ten C-notes I take the beat just like I'm Deebo I shoot my shot like a free throw Opportunity was knockin' at your door But nigga was blockin' the keyhole One and a half on a wedding I bet she never forget it (Never) I bet you niggas is deadly (Deadly) Turn your dreadlocks to spaghetti (Fire) I got my niggas on call (Hello?) You got some niggas on stall Pay no attention to y'all Got too much cushion to fall Richard Mille, yeah That's on me baby That bitch cost one-fifty (How many you got?) And I bought three baby (Damn) You know what's goin' on Stop textin' me baby I'm the big dog You need to flee baby [Verse 2: T.I.] Yella Beezy my dog, see all this shit I got on With a splash of expensive cologne Got her all in the zone Slurpin' 'til six in the morn' Switch up a hit and the homie, she want it Be gone for a while and be on in a moment Don't run from me, walk right up on the opponent From rappin' to trappin', I'm truly the king They still tryna see how I do everything From movies to business to politics, real estate Used to take risks with this shit on the interstate Now I make moves to make sure my kids is straight Hold up, let me get this straight A giraffe shouldn't be worried 'bout the ways of a turtle One eat from the trees and one eat from the dirt You tough on your song but you timid in person That shit counterfeit, shouldn't get paid for your verses Dick be so good, make her go in her purse That's how I found out people be wearing them purse Now all I demand is all the dessert Came in this bitch and I had it my way Gon' die for respect, let's get that out the way Lookin' for smoke, you can have it your way With patience to spare, I don't happen to play And besides that, nigga Dime Trap on the way, on me [Chorus: Yella Beezy] Got all designer on me, that's on me, baby, yeah That's on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby, yeah These niggas be lyin' on me, that's on me, baby, yeah That's on me, baby, yeah, yeah that's on me, baby, yeah All these diamonds on me, that's on me, baby, yeah That's on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby, yeah Keep that iron up on me, yeah that's on me, baby, yeah That's on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby, yeah [Verse 3: Rich the Kid] Ayy, racks on me, I keep them blue strips (Blue strips) She lickin' on me like Cool Whip (What?) Left a ho, I got a new bitch (New bitch) New Bentley, on my truck shit (Ooh) Might get the Lam' truck too, ooh Got a new chopper, finna shoot (Grah) Got a bitch jumpin' through the hoops (Hoop) Got a money rack, it's to the roof (Rack, rack, rack) I got your girl, she on me (She on me) She bad, I can't leave her lonely (Nah) Why the Rollie lookin' phony? (What?) Why these niggas tryna clone me? (Clone me) Drip (Drip), I keep that thing on my hip (Hip) She bad, might leave a tip (Tip) Hundreds on me, make a flip (Flip) Ooh, she slippin' like spring water (Spring water) You a trick, put a bag on her (Bag on her) I can't trip, I got cash on me I was broke, had no racks on me (Rack rack rack rack rack) Ooh, pull off like the Men in Black (Men in Black) Maybach, in the back of the 'Bach (Back) I was broke, had to keep me a sack She was callin' so I might call her back [Verse 4: Jeezy] My dog fronted me a nine, I ain't never looked back (Never looked back) Seats in the Mulsanne look like cooked crack (Off-White) D&G layin' on the G, shoes quarter key (Damn) I'm all about the alphabet, watch cost a couple B's (Woo) Got it from Houston, took Atlanta, straight cross state lines (State lines) My dog just hit me from the feds, talked to him on FaceTime (Hello?) Yeah, pussies hatin' on the G, G (Fuck 'em) Streets waitin' on the G, G Bad bitch in my room, 'bout to pop that pussy like Dom P (Ayy) Go hard, no sleep (Sleep) Valentinos on my feet (Feet) Real hustler, one point five on the counter next week (Damn) That's the way I was raised, keep it G baby (G baby) G for that Givenchy, that's on me baby [Chorus: Yella Beezy] All these diamonds on me, that's on me, baby, yeah That's on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby, yeah Keep that iron up on me, yeah that's on me, baby, yeah That's on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby, yeah [Verse 5: Boosie Badazz] These niggas don't play on my corner, they got heat baby They go Oak Cliff with that chopper, dirty D baby We on that molly water, we don't sleep baby (No sleepin') I hit your daughter, I'm the father, that's on me baby (I'm your dad) All these diamonds on me, Gucci designer on me (Turn up) Your baby mama on me (Turn up), that fire up on me, try me baby In that foreign, two deep (Yeah) They snoozed on me, I'm free (I'm free) That bitch sexy, if she end up pregnant, you know me I skeet skeet baby I got a whole lot of money, but I got needs baby (Needs baby) So if I tell you I ain't got it, don't be tryna count my pocket I got a whole lot of fans, they love me baby (They love me) The baddest bitch up in the club for me (Facts) And that's on me baby (And that's on me) [Verse 6: Trapboy Freddy] Steady tryna stack these commas Yella Beezy, nah didn't see this comin' This that blue, know you see these hundreds Ball all winter, we gon' stack in the summer All she ever wanted was a Trapboy I used to want to be Diddy like Bad Boy Instead I had Glad bags on the dashboard Hood nigga still tryna get a passport Young nigga drippin' in water You better watch where you walkin' I know you heard them stories I been the man since Carter Know you can snooze if you want And I'll be in your dreams baby That Glock on me baby I was sellin' rocks at 13 baby My niggas on lock, gotta send 'em some cheddar I send 'em some pictures, I send 'em some letters I'm stackin' this cheddar, I'm back and I'm better I'm slicker than leather Red bottom steppin', I'm fly as a feather Can get you whatever, any time, whenever They diggin' this shit, gotta buy a new shovel I'm higher than the sky, tryna find the weather You can snooze if you want, you gon' die if you test us [Chorus: Yella Beezy] Got all designer on me, that's on me, baby, yeah That's on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby, yeah These niggas be lyin' on me, that's on me, baby, yeah That's on me, baby, yeah, yeah that's on me, baby, yeah All these diamonds on me, that's on me, baby, yeah That's on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby, yeah Keep that iron up on me, yeah that's on me, baby, yeah That's on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby, yeah
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«It's On Me» – песня рэпера Йеллы Бизи, выпущенная 31 октября 2017 года в качестве второго сингла из его второго микстейпа Lite Work, Vol. 2 (2017). После того, как Beezy занял 37-е место в Billboard Hot 100, он подписал контракт с лейблом Hitco L.A. Reid. Официальный ремикс на песню был выпущен 26 октября 2018 года. Он включает вокал американских рэперов 2 Chainz, TI, Rich the Kid, Jeezy, Boosie Badazz и Trapboy Freddie и появляется в третьем микстейпе Йеллы Бизи Ain't No Goin ' Бакк (2018).