Yukmouth - I'm On That lyrics

(Hook) State to state with the loud pack (I’m on that) Louie duffle bag full of racks (I’m on that) Send us no bunnies on the tracks (I’m on that) 20 n***as in the club strapped (I’m on that) Guns (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) Drugs (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) Guns (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) Drugs (I’m on that) sponsored links Money (I’m on that) (Verse 1) 2012 caddy, send a bus 6′s Riding through KC smoking on swishers sh** pay phone, boo just bought it This ain’t getting money, don’t say ballin Fresh loud pack, I’m on everything Feeling really high, hide in the plane Close game with, looking real spimpin Ice game up, worth about 50 My hoes had it good but they made about 50 Now I’m up north in my real nigs whip it Got 20 b’s ye I split the whole 50 They go for 55 when I’m in your city (Hook) State to state with the loud pack (I’m on that) Louie duffle bag full of racks (I’m on that) Send us no bunnies on the tracks (I’m on that) 20 n***as in the club strapped (I’m on that) Guns (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) Drugs (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) Guns (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) Drugs (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) (Verse 2) I’m in the kitchen whipping weight Blending up the H Snollyface cab b**h I send ‘em to your place 22 up in the town but out of state they 28 20 bounds up in the escalator escape them 28 b**h I’m ’bout that, kush D and loud pack Empty bag money where that motherf**ing rops at Hussle and count that, rubber band around that Took a 90 thousand dollar loss, and bounce back Rocking all black, jury all caviar Black MCM leather jacket in my belly’s heart Hollywood W , f**ing on a valley broad I’m smoking OG, she poppin’ veni bars sh** get nasty like a dirty flick Whip game sick I turn a quarter brick in 36 Whip it , I turn the 9 piece to 36 540 grand large get your 30 bricks (Hook) State to state with the loud pack (I’m on that) Louie duffle bag full of racks (I’m on that) Send us no bunnies on the tracks (I’m on that) 20 n***as in the club strapped (I’m on that) Guns (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) Drugs (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) Guns (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) Drugs (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) (Verse 3) Work my hand signal, wrist game stupid Hoes on the knee, getting money stupid K on the counter a hundred drum to it Getting paper all around my big influence Wanna see me, then hand pimp C Get close enough so you can smell my miyagi Mix coke and ham call it teriaki Eating on sushi, take some shots of sake Young guns shooters, call ‘em kamikaze This time nesxt year a new maseratti Run flat tires with the offs set charges So much money take care everybody (Hook) State to state with the loud pack (I’m on that) Louie duffle bag full of racks (I’m on that) Send us no bunnies on the tracks (I’m on that) 20 n***as in the club strapped (I’m on that) Guns (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) Drugs (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) Guns (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that) Drugs (I’m on that) Money (I’m on that)