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Are You On? Songtext
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Are You On? Songtext

Are you on ten yet?
Have you made friends yet?
Go get them M′s then, money's still pendin′
I swear they're pretending
I just extend it
Grip it and bend it
Do it like Becks did, I can't let them check this
My wave is stupendous

Now they look stressed
I don′t have to flex
I do this with gang
I speak with my chest, I have the finesse
Now they look stressed
I don′t have to flex
I do this with gang
I speak with my chest, I have the finesse


Look, are you on ten yet?
Have you made friends yet or you got a trophy
Or you like spendin' cash
Do you really know by your friends from the foe
Big city lies but they′re blind from the smoke
I don't really know but I know by the show
Bust gon′ fingers every time I spoke
Fuckin' done deal, I ain′t never gettin' broke

Fuckin' John Tinsah I hear him with a bow
L, hold that, sniff it in your nose
Hell no, Stephanie froze, Michelle bangs like sticks and pose
She just wanna whine and shine that glow
Haffi take time, I′m slidin′ slow
In and they're fighting, hiding bro
I don′t really like them sides, I'll go

′Cause money haffi make like rides who go on a Sunday
Where your mum stay, flow stay jumpy
Bad girls love me
Dumb flings, fuck up bar, one lane
Never stay comfy, look in or lunge, bae
That's a quick new show where the funds stay

Have you made friends yet?
Go get them M′s then, money's still pendin'
I swear they′re pretending
I just extend it
Grip it and bend it
Do it like Becks did


Now they look stressed
I don′t have to flex
I do this with gang
I speak with my chest, I have the finesse

Have you made friends yet?
Go get them M's then, money′s still pendin'
I swear they′re pretending
I just extend it
Grip it and bend it
Do it like Becks did

Now they look stressed
I don't have to flex
I do this with gang
I speak with my chest, I have the finesse

Yo, stick ′em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
If I shoot I can′t miss, that precision stuff
Now my weed and my money come in bigger clumps
First they love you, they hate you
It′s written once
I refuse to succomb to this pissin' pot
I′ve been feelin' different ever since the videos dropped
I need seem O′s and my ring need a bigger rock
I need a home and my whip need a bigger lot
I want my kids to have share, I cannot think of what
Small me (you know what I mean?)

I know they wore my crown but it's too high
Fix your screw face bro, fix your screw eyes
Or you mad ′cause you couldn't get the stew right
We're gon′ bag him man, I only came with two guys
Don′t be fooled by the friends, we still do crime
If I had to put in work, I would do time
Bought the sauce like I'm meant to
Getting scores like I′m emerald, just to make my ends move

'Cause they didn′t want to meet, I resent you
When your pockets only fill like your legs do
Pressure on your mental, do it like the press do
Hope they don't arrest you, always bring your best tools
Any why′s the man that you're next to bettin' on your next move
If I had to drill, I′d be dead too

Are you on ten yet?
Have you made friends yet?
Go get them M′s then, money's still pendin′
I swear they're pretending
I just extend it
Grip it and bend it
Do it like Becks did, I can′t let them check this
My wave is stupendous

Now they look stressed
I don't have to flex
I do this with gang
I speak with my chest, I have the finesse

Now they look stressed
I don′t have to flex
I do this with gang
I speak with my chest, I have the finesse
Onto the next

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