ONTHEFLOOR Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m only like 20 years old but I seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, and I spend a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on designer clothes
I can’t put my trust in that guy cause’ I know all of these niggas gon’ fold
Uh, lil’ nigga know you not that guy, I know a young nigga come through with a roll
Yeah, I’m getting like so much cash, I’m getting like so much cash, ain’t sold my soul
And the bitch got so much ass, the bitch got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah my chain swing and it’s touching the floor
I’m on a private jet, I’m finna’ touch down in Brazil to rock out a show
I got a private text from this lil’ private bitch she wanna’ do private shit
I’m on my private plane, I’m counting up racks and I’m getting fly lil’ bitch
Uh, I stay getting paid, I stay in the stores, I stay buying all the shit
[?] lil’ bitch
Uh, I’m telling the hoes if I pour ’em up they better drink all this shit
[?] we having all the sticks
Talking about mother fucking paper, I’m getting all of it
Uh, yeah, I don’t got time for a hater, I can’t even see these niggas
Uh, this bitch was 2d, I paid for her ass and now that shit 3d nigga
[?] I ride around two deep nigga
Uh, but I can’t be too deep nigga
Uh, Cause’ I don’t even trust these niggas
Uh, and I don’t even trust these hoes
Huh, They just tryna’ [?]
[?] let’s go pour the whole pint up
My neck so froze
Uh, I look like a i-Pod skin
I’m only like 20 years old but I seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, and I spend a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on designer clothes
I can’t put my trust in that guy cause’ I know all of these niggas gon’ fold
Uh, lil’ nigga know you not that guy, I know a young nigga come through with a roll
Yeah, I’m getting like so much cash, I’m getting like so much cash, ain’t sold my soul
And the bitch got so much ass, the bitch got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah my chain swing and it’s touching the floor
I’m on a private jet, I’m finna’ touch down in Brazil to rock out a show
I’m in a brand new whip, this bitch got suicide doors go grab the rope
I caught a brand new bitch, she tryna’ go back and forth, I told her let’s go
I rock a brand new chain, shit is a tennis chain, we don’t do the ropes
[?] my friends they go insane, you already know
Yeah, yeah, I’m hitting this hoe, uh, yeah, and I’m grabbing her throat
Yeah, I’m staying inside, I’m stuck in the crib up in my room
I’m still screaming free my guys [?]
All these lil’ niggas live in disguise, yeah the real them they don’t show
I’m only like 20 years old but I seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, and I spend a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on designer clothes
I can’t put my trust in that guy cause’ I know all of these niggas gon’ fold
Uh, lil’ nigga know you not that guy, I know a young nigga come through with a roll
Yeah, I’m getting like so much cash, I’m getting like so much cash, ain’t sold my soul
And the bitch got so much ass, the bitch got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah my chain swing and it’s touching the floor
I’m on a private jet, I’m finna’ touch down in Brazil to rock out a show
