On My Shit

[Intro]

Yeah

It’s your boy Lil Duke

Yeah I’m back on my shit, you know

Yeah-ah

[Hook]

Young nigga I’m on my shit now

I could care less ‘bout a bitch now

Told my mama that we rich now

I used to get ‘em and get ‘em right out

Came from the streets so I don’t got to learn it

I had to get on my grind and go earn it

Can’t catch no trap if you don’t got the burner

And they saluting me like a lil colonel

I’m in that new Rari, young California

I cannot ride with that bitch if she boring

[Verse 1]

I was just in the street, now I keep touring

Trap on the block, I just brung home the Taurus

Had to stay at it and I turned important

Mona Lisa on my side and she gorgeous

Broke bitches and they cannot afford me

Balling and get money, yeah that’s my hobby

Model bitches with me, yeah they on molly

Bad bitches with me sucking my privates

I got it on me, you know I can’t hide it

That’s my mamacita and she likes to ride it

I’m out in LA, I’m studio vibing

And it ain’t no telling what I be driving

I’m in some shit and you know that it’s fast

Walk in the booth and I just might start spazzing

Trunk in the front, the engine in the back

Play with my money, you niggas gettin’ blasted

Out in LA on the low with an actress

Used to watch spots and hide work in the mattress

Maison Margiella, bitch you know my fashion

I brought them racks out and you know I’m cashin’

We having parties and we live in mansions

I’m loving this rapping shit with a passion

[Hook]

Young nigga I’m on my shit now

I could care less ‘bout a bitch now

Told my mama that we rich now

I used to get ‘em and get ‘em right out

Came from the streets so I don’t got to learn it

I had to get on my grind and go earn it

Can’t catch no trap if you don’t got the burner

And they saluting me like a lil colonel

I’m in that new Rari, young California

I cannot ride with that bitch if she boring

[Verse 2]

I cannot ride in that shit if it ain’t foreign

I cannot ride with that bitch if she boring

I’m on the road with the Thugger, we touring

I cannot ride with that bitch if she boring

I got a thirty on me like I’m Curry

My niggas strapped and we don’t got no worries

Nigga complain then he gonna get buried

Different color diamonds just like a parrot

Elliot diamonds, no these are not Jared

Diamonds just got out that brand new McLaren

Pull up and hop out, they staring

I’m having déjà vu, my bitch the baddest

Put that shit on, that be tragic

Don’t got no stylist, I got my own fashion

Thirty-one Robbins like Baskin

Thinkin’ ‘bout robbing, you gonna get blasted

I’m in the back of the ‘Bach

And I’m sipping on lean and I’m drinking on Act

I used to be in the street

Run up on niggas and rob with a mask

Then I start selling the gas

I ran up a sack and I bought me some bags

[Hook]

Young nigga I’m on my shit now

I could care less ‘bout a bitch now

Told my mama that we rich now

I used to get ‘em and get ‘em right out

Came from the streets so I don’t got to learn it

I had to get on my grind and go earn it

Can’t catch no trap if you don’t got the burner

And they saluting me like a lil colonel

I’m in that new Rari, young California

I cannot ride with that bitch if she boring

I cannot ride with that bitch if she boring

I cannot ride with that bitch if she boring