On My Arm

You got 24 hours in a day, what you finnna do with that ho
Do that shit

[Verse 1: Premo Rice]
I might just buy the block
Spent 5k on this mink, 250 for the socks
Pull out that drop
Fire up these bitches, let ‘em know it's open shop
Countin’ up blue hundreds at the bank
P be cookin' crank
Mayor of my city, I'm that nigga, check the ranks
Bodies gettin’ with me checking in from state to state
Bodies gettin' busy, I got clientele, I'm moving shit you can't

[Hook: Premo Rice]
On my arm, (Uh, uh) pop that trunk (Uh, uh)
Strap them heels, (Uh, uh) oh my god (Uh, uh)
On that strip, counting chips, check my charm
This for my ho bitches that might not see tomorrow (Uh, uh)
On my arm (Uh, uh) Oh my god (Uh, uh)
Honey dips, swinging hips, they the bomb
Workin hard in that field for the Don
On my arm, (Uh, uh) yeah

[Verse 2: King Joe]
Every day I wake up on some boss shit
Gotta buy a rollie link cause I lost it
Niggas say they fly when they ostrich
I'm everywhere even Slauson
Hustle got 'em nauseous
They killin' bosses, gotta move cautious
But everything is awesome
Got valet looking like a auction

[Hook: Premo Rice]
On my arm, (Uh, uh) pop that trunk (Uh, uh)
Strap them heels, (Uh, uh) oh my god (Uh, uh)
On that strip, counting chips, check my charm
This for my ho bitches that might not see tomorrow (Uh, uh)
On my arm (Uh, uh) Oh my god (Uh, uh)
Honey dips, swinging hips, they the bomb
Workin hard in that field for the Don
On my arm, (Uh, uh) yeah

[Verse 3: Southside Gauxst]
Aye, fuck how niggas feel
Let me pop my seal, let me check my bitch
Aye, streets gave me a lot of pain, wow
But i gave my bitch a lot of game, wow
VVs hummin' round my way, my face hold up my Carti’ frames
Watch, ring, chain, gold tooth lil’ bitch I'm Major Payne
A 20 ball ain’t shit to me, I blow that shit like history
Lil bitch she say she sick of me
Good dick, that's all she get from me
Gauxstman

[Hook: Premo Rice]
On my arm, (Uh, uh) pop that trunk (Uh, uh)
Strap them heels, (Uh, uh) oh my god (Uh, uh)
On that strip, counting chips, check my charm
This for my ho bitches that might not see tomorrow (Uh, uh)
On my arm (Uh, uh) Oh my god (Uh, uh)
Honey dips, swinging hips, they the bomb
Workin hard in that field for the Don
On my arm, (Uh, uh) yeah

[Verse 4: Aye Jae]
My only thoughts is to get paid
They don't understand all them nights that we done slaved
Bet we see a hundred mil' before we see a grave
Stupid, we the wave
All this G shit we done gave, all these P niggas we raised
This shit funny
We been coachin’ niggas Kobe, Karl, Tony Dungy
Got your bitch out in a onesie, fuck your heart
Lil bitch this for me, it ain't shit that's funny
Remember nights when we was hungry
Niggas broke or either crummy
Either way keep niggas from me
Broke ass niggas, forever and ever bitch