Angel Serna & Henny West - ONSOMESHIT

I gotta go get it I'm getting the bag
I don't trust these bitches I can't get attached
Fuck with me now but back then they would laugh
Now they like angel you come with the slaps
So get out my way, trynna get paid
Bad little bitch and she do what I say
If you ain't talking money I don't conversate
Addicted to winning I don't take no breaks
We pull up
We mobbin
We got on patek
Run it up
Run it up
Ice on my neck
All of my exes they full of regret
I'm going big that's why she upset
I gotta go
I gotta leave
I Can't be with women that's not in my league
No one can stop me and that's guaranteed
Don't fuck with rappers that cannot compete
Whole lotta this whole lotta that
Play with my name & you gon get whacked
Pockets too heavy she like how dance
She wanna get married I don't do romance
Hit the unfollow she don't got a chance
She In my dm's and they always come back
Smash her then pass her right back to her mans
Simp over bitches no I can't do that
The wrist is on froze don't act like you know
Go against me you'll get hung by the rope
If we at war then I go savage mode
Lights, camera, action I'm ready reload
Tried to give love but this world is too cold
So I'm steady focused on getting this dough
I'm getting rich and you getting broke
Money got longer that's just how it goes
I gotta go get it I'm getting the bag
I don't trust these bitches I can't get attached
Fuck with me now but back then they would laugh
Now they like angel you come with the slaps
So get out my way, trynna get paid
Bad little bitch and she do what I say
If you ain't talking money I don't conversate
Addicted to winning I don't take no breaks
I'm running out of patience with these featherweights
Wimping over bitches with no patty cakes
I've always been player there's a replay
I got that plug money on the same day
Got these new whips in my driveway
But I still swerve them buckets on the freeway
Had a fall out with Jesus and I still pray
Have a hold of my birds so don't fly away
I got killers on the street so don't play me
So them duckets better be where they need be
It's easy money if you running with them peewees
My life is always the line it's never busy
I got a pistol on my waist ain't no better way
It's the only way u dummy's see it my way
I want the smoke never duck with a fade away
I got that long money not spent in one day
I said prayer so there wouldn't be no blood shed
Should've have called off the dogs but the phone was dead
Death is probably around the corner finna roll again
All the baddies on my line imma get it in
I gotta be in my toes they ain't innocent
Everybody only out for the benefits
I know you wishing I was broke shit it's been a minute
Bitch I've always had the bread I put the hustle in it

Written by:
Adam Ruiz, Angel Serna

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