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b-win – what i’m on كلمات اغاني

[intro]
pooh, you a fool for this one (pooh, you a fool for this one)

[chorus: b win]
you ain’t on what i’m on, get from ‘round me (the f_ck on)
i can’t afford to have poor_minded n_ggas in my posse
n_gga act like he the plug in accountin’ (n_gga ?)
you claim you got work, but you cappin’, you a tommy
you ain’t on what i’m on, get from ‘round me (get the f_ck on)
i can’t afford to have poor_minded n_ggas in my posse
n_gga act like he the plug in accountin’ (n_gga ?)
you claim you got work, but you cappin’, you a tommy

[verse 1: payroll giovanni]
you ain’t on what i’m on, boy, i’m grown, move along (f_ck on)
you the type to say some hot sh_t on the phone (get off my phone)
i’m the type to leave the jeweler with some vs stones
the watch get blown, we bosses, boy, watch your tone (yuh)
keep a hustle, and your knot gon’ grow
around them n_ggas, though, you not gon’ grow
he f_ck with enemies? he not your bro (nah)
watch your [?] when colors is shown
had a spot down in tennessee movin’ the strong (yuh)
for years straight, hatin’ n_ggas – i’ve been provin’ ‘em wrong
makin’ ‘em sick, laughin’ when they hate to a b_tch (ha!)
i take a loss, then i’m breakin’ a brick down to kibbles and bits
you ain’t on what we on, then get away from the clique, n_gga
[chorus: b win]
you ain’t on what i’m on, get from ‘round me (the f_ck on)
i can’t afford to have poor_minded n_ggas in my posse
n_gga act like he the plug in accountin’ (n_gga ?)
you claim you got work, but you cappin’, you a tommy
you ain’t on what i’m on, get from ‘round me (get the f_ck on)
i can’t afford to have poor_minded n_ggas in my posse
n_gga act like he the plug in accountin’ (n_gga ?)
you claim you got work, but you cappin’, you a tommy

[verse 2: rio da yung og]
you ain’t on what i’m on, i’m tryna touch a ticket
you got some regg you tryna sell, n_gga, what’s the ticket?
this .308 big as f_ck, look like a tall midget
my grams so big, you can really play baseball with ‘em
we tryna take the country over, n_gga, y’all trippin’
heard the opps in the club beat you, we gon’ fall in it
fake ass gucci belt, i wouldn’t even walk my dog with it
if it’s up, i’ma up the stick, i don’t call n_ggas
i’m on some sh_t right now, tryna stack a million cash
[?] from the glock, and leave ‘em bald, that’s a brazilian wax
n_ggas still tryna jump fresh, i’m in a different bag
i hate a old n_gga, always talkin’ ‘bout some sh_t he had

- b win

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