Been On

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I was flippin' work, what you been on?
Niggas talkin' shit, get ran on
Wood to the face got me so gone
Bands to the neck, you don't mean that (Bands)
Shit gettin' hot, turn the fan on (Uh)
Niggas poppin' Glocks so they ran off (Ran off)
Working in the trap, that shit daily (Daily)
All this money, bitches goin' crazy
I was flippin' work, what you been on? (Been on)
Niggas talkin' shit, get ran on
Wood to the face got me so gone
Bands to the neck, you don't mean that
Shit gettin' hot, turn the fan on
Niggas poppin' Glocks so they ran off
Working in the trap, that shit daily
All this money, bitches goin' crazy

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you what you can't do
Run up the check, then lack like a damn fool (Never that)
You ain't get no racks, you a broke nigga (Haha)
We be blowin' gas, take a toke nigga
You was a lick, my niggas just hit
So, nigga, don't say you was 'bout it
We on some shit, your bitch, we just hit
We gettin' rich, I don't doubt it, yeah
Niggas, I swear they some opps
So I don't be fucking with it (Nah, nah-ah)
Your bitch she be stuck on my dick
My stack game be crazy as shit
Some twenties, some can't even count all that shit
Ballin', I know you be seeing my fists
Young niggas wild and shit (Yeah)
Young niggas spray at your whip (Boom, boom), ayy

[Chorus]
I was flippin' work, what you been on?
Niggas talkin' shit, get ran on
Wood to the face got me so gone
Bands to the neck, you don't mean that (Bands)
Shit gettin' hot, turn the fan on (Uh)
Niggas poppin' Glocks so they ran off (Ran off)
Working in the trap, that shit daily (Daily)
All this money, bitches goin' crazy
I was flippin' work, what you been on? (Been on)
Niggas talkin' shit, get ran on
Wood to the face got me so gone
Bands to the neck, you don't mean that
Shit gettin' hot, turn the fan on
Niggas poppin' Glocks so they ran off
Working in the trap, that shit daily
All this money, bitches goin' crazy

[Verse 2]
I don't know what you thought
Nigga y'all don't know me (Nah)
Nigga ridin' in the drop (Drop)
With my hunnid on me, yeah
I be road runnin' streets, nigga, know we come four deep, yeah
Up late, so I don't sleep, 'cause I been chasin' the money all week, ayy, yeah
I do this, callin' my phone, I'm like, "Who this?" (Who that?)
Niggas chew this, loose funds bounce back too quick (Nah)
If hoes choosy, you might wanna duck or you'll lose it (Boom, boom, boom)
Can't snooze this, talkin' shit over, "Who knew this?"

[Chorus]
I was flippin' work, what you been on?
Niggas talkin' shit, get ran on
Wood to the face got me so gone
Bands to the neck, you don't mean that (Bands)
Shit gettin' hot, turn the fan on (Uh)
Niggas poppin' Glocks so they ran off (Ran off)
Working in the trap, that shit daily (Daily)
All this money, bitches goin' crazy
I was flippin' work, what you been on? (Been on)
Niggas talkin' shit, get ran on
Wood to the face got me so gone
Bands to the neck, you don't mean that
Shit gettin' hot, turn the fan on
Niggas poppin' Glocks so they ran off
Working in the trap, that shit daily
All this money, bitches goin' crazy