On It

[Intro: Jacquees]

Ladies and Gentleman, it's the young player, the young OG

Cash money, Rich Gang, FYB

Right here with my uncle Stunna, High Life

And I am Jacquees

[Verse 1: Birdman]

Never seen a bitch cause if I'm in it, I own it

If she living in my city, best believe we been on it

Make her pull up, roll up, power, take a shot of this liquor

We drinking GTV, boy, we been on this level

Got killers, we so deep, but I lay mines down

Little whoadie we 'bout that action, put it down for my town

My little nephew straight thugging, hustling, holding the block

And Cash Money still an army, taking trips, shipping blocks

[Hook 1: Jacquees]

You know we on it

In the club, best believe we roll deep

Them boys don't want it

And know your baby momma roll my weed?

[Verse 2: Jacquees]

Don't be too star struck to say what's up

We in that new Maybach when we pull up

You can watch TV and put your feet up

She gon' roll my weed and throw my hood up

I'm counting bank rolls, don't fuck the same hoes

Don't wear the same clothes, stay in your lane though

Girl you picture perfect, and oh, I think you're worth it

Think you're worth it

Girl, come to my side and I'mma show you how we ride

I'm J-A-C-Q-U-E-E-S, Jacquees, I love sex

I’ll call your phone, you can be next, shawty thinks she knows me

Nah baby, that's the old Quees

Pull up and don't talk about it

Give you something so you could talk about it, talk about it

What

[Hook 2: Jacquees (Birdman)]

You know we on it

In the club, best believe we roll deep

Them boys don't want it

And know your baby momma roll my weed?

Don't you try to run around on me

All my niggas I'mma show you how it be

(Chandelier lights)

Girl we on it, girl we on it, best believe

(Alexander McQueen floors)

Oh boy we on it, yeah we on it, best believe

(Versace robes nigga)

[Verse 3: Birdman]

She wanna ride in that Bugatti

She wanna ride in that Maybach

Stunna bet mills on anybody that waited

I ain't got the hottest clique

I ain't fuck the hottest bitches

I ain't got the flyest whips

I ain't flipped a lot of bricks

So uptown, so uptown

When I come through it's straight up town

When I land nigga I touchdown

When I come around I put it down

Say a prayer  nigga for the player nigga

Tryna play a nigga, gotta pay up nigga

Still got the Bible next to my gun

Stunna man still bust for his son, brap

[Hook 3: Jacquees]

You know we on it

In the club, best believe we roll deep

Them boys don't want it

And know your baby momma roll my weed?

Don't you try to run around on me

All my niggas I'mma show you how it be

Girl we on it, girl we on it, best believe

Oh boy we on it, yeah we on it, best believe

You know we on it

In the club, best believe we roll deep

Them boys don't want it

And know your baby momma roll my weed?

Don't you try to run around on me

All my niggas I'mma show you how it be

Girl we on it, girl we on it, best believe

Oh boy we on it, yeah we on it, best believe

[Outro: Jacquees]

Best believe, best believe

Oh boy we on it, yeah we on it, best believe

Best believe, best believe

Best believe, best believe

Best believe, best believe

Best believe, best believe

Nigga yeah we on it, yeah we on it, best believe

Nigga yeah we on it, yeah we on it, best believe