Lyrics On Me (Remix) - Lil Baby

What′s happenin', Chi Chi?
Fill the bando up with bags, give the lil′ bro them a job
You can come get rich with us, you gon' eat or you gon' starve?
Keep a certified hitter sittin′, I pay him not to rob
Hop out 2020 Cullinan, I′m ridin' in the stars
Know some people hate that I′m on top, I bulletproofed the car
All the members made free bands off packs, live like they crackin' cards
Joe know for a fact I keep it real, he still ain′t take the charge
Why she talkin' crazy ′bout me like I don't do more than my part?
I can't play with my creation, give the world to my lil′ boys
I been savin′ more than I been spendin', that′s what I be on
I'm a human, I′m not perfect, I know sometimes I be wrong
I'm like, "Come and put that p- on me, don′t be runnin' from me"
If I like it, I spend money on it, get whatever from me
Put six figures in your business, I do real s-
I drop cash at the dealership, they'll mail you a pink slip
She make sure she keep her nails did and her wig fixed
Went to jail and that one held me down, she a real b-
Hundred rounds in the double drum, this a Kel-Tec
Marco been in prison for a while, but he still flex
This ain′t tag, why you runnin′ from me?
S- it while he c- (ah)
When I do my little dance, get the Kelly and the Birkin (mwah)
If he acts up, I don't give a f-, I′m a rich b- (I'm a rich b-)
I′ll be damned if a n- have me cryin' in the whip (yeah)
Okay, he sensitive when it come to me (hey)
Talk s- like he runnin′ me (what?), he'll leave out and come right back
'Cause he know them b- can′t f- with me (yeah)
I don′t understand how they go to sleep and then wake up in my bidness (make up in my bidness)
I don't know what chain I′m puttin' on, my Cuban link or my tennis (ah)
I know b- gotta be losin′ money
How they keep watchin' me winnin′ (watchin' me winnin')
Told him, "Boy, since you keep lookin′ at it, might as well go ahead and spend it" (yeah)
Make-make-make a move (make a move)
Baby, you know what to do (you know what to do) (ah)
I′m like, "Come and put that p- on me, don't be runnin′ from me"
If I like it, I spend money on it, get whatever from me
Put six figures in your business, I do real s-
I drop cash at the dealership, they'll mail you a pink slip
She make sure she keep her nails did and her wig fixed
Went to jail and that one held me down, she a real b-
Hundred rounds in the double drum, this a Kel-Tec
Marco been in prison for a while, but he still flex
I′m like, "Come and put that p- on me, don't be runnin′ from me"
If I like it, I spend money on it, get whatever from me