On Me

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]

Rollin, pockets on Bruce Bruce by Louken

Coming from colors like fruit loops remove goose

Hoes right behind me in 2 groups they too loose

Balling on me running through niggas bitches that shoot hoops cruise

'93 magic blue on Shaq feet

Back like the bitch ran track ass like athletes

Tight up in them jeans so please swing that pass me

Finally got that ass bitch, striptease me last week

I guess I got the dick so I make the rules

When they let the mothernigga play the rules

Strapped up motherfucker better play it cool

FNH 5.7, that's my favorite tool

I'm a fool dog ass nigga

So go play with your kids I'm a grown ass nigga bitch

I'm a fool dog ass nigga

So go play with your kids I'm a grown ass nigga bitch

[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]

And It's all on me I put it on me

Until the day I die fuck hoes and smoke tree

We blessin' up the yak and rollin OG

Got bottles on the table the tab like 4Gs

And I put it on me, me, me

I put it on me ,me, me

Said It's all on me, me, me

I put it on me, me, me

Said I put it on me

[Verse 2: JasonMartin]

Compton California that's where I'm from

Fuck your girl pussy until it's numb

Do my damn thing and I shake like I'm pimpin

Fakers stay hating long as real niggas recognize

I'm good, yeah yeah I'm good

Taking care of my day ones and feeding all my wolves

2 365's ago I was live you know

Yeah I got off more tree than woods

Nigga its the real, ace of spades a deal

It ain't what you say it's how you say it, you feel

I do it from the chest I reek of success

You ain't seen a nigga this cold out the West in a long time

Say you wanna problem it's a long line

Super hot boy push a cold line

Shining, you staring at a gold mine

I'm on now, showtime

[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]

And It's all on me I put it on me

Until the day I die fuck hoes and smoke tree

We blessin' up the yak and rollin OG

Got bottles on the table the tab like 4Gs

And I put it on me, me, me

I put it on me ,me, me

Said It's all on me, me, me

I put it on me, me, me

Said I put it on me

[Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs]

Said it's on me

We smoking OG

I meet up with my nigga

We chopping the whole key

I slap it on the five, he slap it on the G

But yo that's still my folks be close since '93

It's been money over bitches running with my niggas

Hooping with a squad of robbers and dope dealers

Look how these conditions turn children to cold killers

Knowing that the streets don't got mercy on broke niggas

I'm thugging to the East Bay

Hit my nigga jack and said I'm on the freeway

I need another pack of that you know how play

Hit a lick or flipping zippers

I told my girl I'm just that type of nigga

Got my killer from the East Bay

Hit L.A. and got some weight off to a 8th Tray

He broke it down and had my money at the next day

Hit a lick or flipping zippers

Told my girl I'm just that type of nigga

[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]

And It's all on me I put it on me

Until the day I die fuck hoes and smoke tree

We blessin' up the yak and rollin OG

Got bottles on the table the tab like 4Gs

And I put it on me, me, me

I put it on me ,me, me

Said It's all on me, me, me

I put it on me, me, me

Said I put it on me