Tristan Dior & Slayer Montana
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[Chorus: Tristan Dior]
Go ahead gamble the money, I go ahead put them racks on his head, yeah
I put racks on your head, I put money on your head
See me in public, I got that motherfucking lead
Glock 19 laser and it's red
Run up on me with that bullshit, you dead
I'm up at night yeah I talk with the dead
I speak with the plug, he speak with the feds
I'm on a MacBook, I make hits and bread
I get high as fuck and go back to bed
I buy Hermes and I leave you on read
Bentley Bentayga, you heard what I said
Slayer Montana in a Lamb gone push it
Say you gone do what to who? K do it
[Verse 1: Tristan Dior]
When I was a kid they made fun of my music
Now I jump in the crowd and they gone catch me
Twin turbo take off now you can't catch me
A million views this year, you can't pass me
My life is a movie, I should win a few grammy's
I came up hard, I fuck hoes, they easy
White rapper but i'm not G-Eazy
Wrestle with the Glock, you gone die for trying
Maybach, don't mind me, i'm reclining
Used to be broke now I got a few diamonds
Your bitch gave me head in my room, we was vibing
I could've told you what I known, I was quiet
Uh, yeah
The mansion party and you not invited
800 for a pint, I still go buy it
Got white women look like Khloe Kardashian
[Chorus: Tristan Dior]
Go ahead gamble the money, I go ahead put them racks on his head, yeah
I put racks on your head, I put money on your head
See me in public, I got that motherfucking lead
Glock 19 laser and it's red
Run up on me with that bullshit, you dead
I'm up at night yeah I talk with the dead
I speak with the plug, he speak with the feds
I'm on a MacBook, I make hits and bread
I get high as fuck and go back to bed
I buy Hermes and I leave you on read
Bentley Bentayga, you heard what I said
Slayer Montana in a Lamb gone push it
Say you gone do what to who? K do it
[Verse 2: Slayer Montana]
Uh, yeah
I'm in a Lamb truck i'm taking off fast and these niggas can't catch up
I been that nigga since I was a jit
If I told you a lie, just know I was being legit
I'm out in Skyami I blew me like 3 racks bitch and I blew that shit in a minute
She wanna come chill with me and my niggas cause she heard of my image
I'm putting that bag on his head
We fuck up the money, we leaving a fuck nigga dead
I just poured me a ounce of that red
We aiming at your head we ain't shooting at your vest
I'm popping that pill just know I be popping the best
It's Slayer Montana and Tristan Dior we be balling so hard like we play for the Jets
On that shit wanna take a lil jet right out to Milan
She wanna go and dye her hair blonde cause she wanna have some fun
I told her brunettes have more fun
Mixing the Hennessy with the Hypnotic
Yeah I call out the green goblin
If I ever go broke just know i'm robbing
She calling me her Batman when she in my Robins
I went to the bank and I pulled out 100k
Give me the money i'm putting them racks on his head
Glock 17 with a red dot, shit gone leave a nigga dead
She want a big dog with some racks, she ain't never been in a big black truck I call up the tank
I'm throwing up the blue and it's all in the sky and i'm making it rain
I just want the racks, you can keep the fame
I got a whole lot of diamonds all over my wrist
Catching them plays, I don't need no assist
I got a whole lot of bitches across the states I guess I got multiple homes
I just touched a bag out in DTX bitch i'm back in that zone
I just got off a jet from Calabasas, I don't even know what's going on
Got me a bitch from across the state and she said she in love man I told her keep the love strong
[Chorus: Tristan Dior]
Go ahead gamble the money, I go ahead put them racks on his head, yeah
I put racks on your head, I put money on your head
See me in public, I got that motherfucking lead
Glock 19 laser and it's red
Run up on me with that bullshit, you dead
I'm up at night yeah I talk with the dead
I speak with the plug, he speak with the feds
I'm on a MacBook, I make hits and bread
I get high as fuck and go back to bed
I buy Hermes and I leave you on read
Bentley Bentayga, you heard what I said
Slayer Montana in a Lamb gone push it
Say you gone do what to who? K do it
On Your Head was written by Tristan-Xavier Girard.
On Your Head was produced by gonzqx.