lirik lagu b-win - what i'm on
[intro]
pooh, you a fool for this one (pooh, you a fool for this one)
[chorus: b win]
you ain’t on what i’m on, get from ‘round me (the f~ck on)
i can’t afford to have poor~minded n~ggas in my posse
n~gga act like he the plug in accountin’ (n~gga ?)
you claim you got work, but you cappin’, you a tommy
you ain’t on what i’m on, get from ‘round me (get the f~ck on)
i can’t afford to have poor~minded n~ggas in my posse
n~gga act like he the plug in accountin’ (n~gga ?)
you claim you got work, but you cappin’, you a tommy
[verse 1: payroll giovanni]
you ain’t on what i’m on, boy, i’m grown, move along (f~ck on)
you the type to say some hot sh~t on the phone (get off my phone)
i’m the type to leave the jeweler with some vs stones
the watch get blown, we bosses, boy, watch your tone (yuh)
keep a hustle, and your knot gon’ grow
around them n~ggas, though, you not gon’ grow
he f~ck with enemies? he not your bro (nah)
watch your [?] when colors is shown
had a spot down in tennessee movin’ the strong (yuh)
for years straight, hatin’ n~ggas – i’ve been provin’ ‘em wrong
makin’ ‘em sick, laughin’ when they hate to a b~tch (ha!)
i take a loss, then i’m breakin’ a brick down to kibbles and bits
you ain’t on what we on, then get away from the clique, n~gga
[chorus: b win]
you ain’t on what i’m on, get from ‘round me (the f~ck on)
i can’t afford to have poor~minded n~ggas in my posse
n~gga act like he the plug in accountin’ (n~gga ?)
you claim you got work, but you cappin’, you a tommy
you ain’t on what i’m on, get from ‘round me (get the f~ck on)
i can’t afford to have poor~minded n~ggas in my posse
n~gga act like he the plug in accountin’ (n~gga ?)
you claim you got work, but you cappin’, you a tommy
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
you ain’t on what i’m on, i’m tryna touch a ticket
you got some regg you tryna sell, n~gga, what’s the ticket?
this .308 big as f~ck, look like a tall midget
my grams so big, you can really play baseball with ‘em
we tryna take the country over, n~gga, y’all trippin’
heard the opps in the club beat you, we gon’ fall in it
fake ass gucci belt, i wouldn’t even walk my dog with it
if it’s up, i’ma up the stick, i don’t call n~ggas
i’m on some sh~t right now, tryna stack a million cash
[?] from the glock, and leave ‘em bald, that’s a brazilian wax
n~ggas still tryna jump fresh, i’m in a different bag
i hate a old n~gga, always talkin’ ‘bout some sh~t he had
[chorus: b win]
you ain’t on what i’m on, get from ‘round me (the f~ck on)
i can’t afford to have poor~minded n~ggas in my posse
n~gga act like he the plug in accountin’ (n~gga ?)
you claim you got work, but you cappin’, you a tommy
you ain’t on what i’m on, get from ‘round me (get the f~ck on)
i can’t afford to have poor~minded n~ggas in my posse
n~gga act like he the plug in accountin’ (n~gga ?)
you claim you got work, but you cappin’, you a tommy
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