On Me

Uh, uh, oh, oh
Yeah, oh
When we talk sweet, then she choose me
Bitch I'm fucking good at fucking raw
Yeah, bitch, yeah, yeah (This is a certified hood classic)

Whip my dick out, ho', I said I'm going dumb
She wanna fuck me 'cause I'm fuckin' raw (Uh)
Tell her, "take the clothes off, I'm tryna see it all"
I'm tryna travel, I'm tryna see it all
My name Nett, and I'm 'bout to ball (Yeah)
I remember y'all ain't wanna pass me the ball
But now I'm gonna jump in this bitch like, "You didn't see me?"
Set me- Set me up
You ain't got no fuckin' gun, like why you dissing me?
I mean like, why you dissing us, you dissing me?
I got yo bitch up on my dick, yeah she kissin' me
But I ain't even kiss her, yeah she kissin' me
Yeah, bitch I'm fucking good at fucking raw-raw
I take yo bitch from yo hands, 'cause you dumb as fuck
Like watch out you ain't know me
Yeah, but yo bitch seem to know me
When we goin' out to dinner, she said it's on me
Zayguap whole 50, said it's on me
Me and Yhap locked in, that's my evil twin
Like how y'all tryna lock me up before I broke in?
Yuh, off a Perc-10, I'm tryna win
Off a Perc-30, feel that shit more than a 10 (10)
(Bitch, feel it more than-)

City girl right here, she in her car
Said I'm in the sky, man I really turned a star
I come through, swipe, swipe, swipe yo' bitch, she suck my cock
And my niggas stepping in field go- (Hahahahe)
Feel her titty, bitch my Lil Yhap' my name Lil Yhap'
And if you play with Nett then I swear to god I kill you, yeah
Don't bring it around me, you a fuckboy you fuckin' cop
Send that fuckboy to the lord, forgive me god
Tell that bitch, "I really love her titty", yeah
Tell that bitch, "I'm in the booth, it's chilly", yeah
Fucking Mac in the ho', not 60 shots
Play with me, you and yo' bitch goin' get you dropped
"Bitch, come get your draws" (Go, go, go, go, go)
Tell the Bitch, "come get your draws" (Swae, swae)
Walking out the club, the club was fucking hot (Swae, swae)
That bitch a genie, like "how the fuck I'm fucking hot?"

(Swae, swae, swae, swae, swae, swae, swae, swae)
(Swae, swae, swae, swae, swae)
(You are listening to a DJ Teen exclusive)
You ain't got no fuckin' gun, like why you dissing me?
I mean like, why you dissing us, you dissing me?
I got yo bitch up on my dick, yeah she kissin' me
But I ain't even kiss her, yeah she kissin' me
Tell that bitch, "I really love her titty", yeah
Tell that bitch, "I'm in the booth, it's chilly", yeah
Fucking Mac in the ho', not 60 shots
Play with me, you and yo' bitch goin' get you dropped