What Im On by T-Streets Lyrics
[Chorus:]
They be like "Strizzle, what you on?" bitch I'm on the same thing
Young Money get money, still Mr. Bang Bang
I'm spitting out gasoline and propain
You getting 3rd degree burns, if you catching the flame
They be like "Strizzle, what you on?" bitch I'm on the same thing
Young Money get money, still Mr. Bang Bang
I'm spitting out gasoline and propain
You getting 3rd degree burns, if you catching the flame
[Verse 1:]
Let's make a sacrifice, I take your life
I'm staying sucka free, I'm where the hustlers be
Riding with my bitch, I wish a nigga trip
You niggas real actors, something like a movie clique
You play that copper roll, then watch the chopper fold
Digging holes in your body like it's made of gold
You niggas making bread, well mine grind more
Real boss, fuck around and get your body soed
I been blessed again, call bless the truth
I drop the top, and I ain't even have to touch the roof
Love fast cars, ever since I touched the Coope
Riding in a Camaro, [?]
[Chorus:]
They be like "Strizzle, what you on?" bitch I'm on the same thing
Young Money get money, still Mr. Bang Bang
I'm spitting out gasoline and propain
You getting 3rd degree burns, if you catching the flame
They be like "Strizzle, what you on?" bitch I'm on the same thing
Young Money get money, still Mr. Bang Bang
I'm spitting out gasoline and propain
You getting 3rd degree burns, if you catching the flame
[Verse 2:]
I'm with my other bitch, but this the early girl
Mix her with the soda, and then just watch her burn
And I'm a real chemist, I'm cooking off the earl
Iced down watches to a shiny pearl
First I pluck my chickens, get them cross the boarder
Fuck the county line, it's T-Streets real[?]
I ain't taking names, I'm just taking orders
Sitting on 6 figures, made them from a fucking quarter
I killed Sqad 6, but now I'm coming harder
First class ticket, all my flights charters
If it ain't YM, then nigga why bother?
I'm a trouble maker, niggas know I been a problem
[Chorus:]
They be like "Strizzle, what you on?" bitch I'm on the same thing
Young Money get money, still Mr. Bang Bang
I'm spitting out gasoline and propain
You getting 3rd degree burns, if you catching the flame
They be like "Strizzle, what you on?" bitch I'm on the same thing
Young Money get money, still Mr. Bang Bang
I'm spitting out gasoline and propain
You getting 3rd degree burns, if you catching the flame
They be like "Strizzle, what you on?" bitch I'm on the same thing
Young Money get money, still Mr. Bang Bang
I'm spitting out gasoline and propain
You getting 3rd degree burns, if you catching the flame
They be like "Strizzle, what you on?" bitch I'm on the same thing
Young Money get money, still Mr. Bang Bang
I'm spitting out gasoline and propain
You getting 3rd degree burns, if you catching the flame
[Verse 1:]
Let's make a sacrifice, I take your life
I'm staying sucka free, I'm where the hustlers be
Riding with my bitch, I wish a nigga trip
You niggas real actors, something like a movie clique
You play that copper roll, then watch the chopper fold
Digging holes in your body like it's made of gold
You niggas making bread, well mine grind more
Real boss, fuck around and get your body soed
I been blessed again, call bless the truth
I drop the top, and I ain't even have to touch the roof
Love fast cars, ever since I touched the Coope
Riding in a Camaro, [?]
[Chorus:]
They be like "Strizzle, what you on?" bitch I'm on the same thing
Young Money get money, still Mr. Bang Bang
I'm spitting out gasoline and propain
You getting 3rd degree burns, if you catching the flame
They be like "Strizzle, what you on?" bitch I'm on the same thing
Young Money get money, still Mr. Bang Bang
I'm spitting out gasoline and propain
You getting 3rd degree burns, if you catching the flame
[Verse 2:]
I'm with my other bitch, but this the early girl
Mix her with the soda, and then just watch her burn
And I'm a real chemist, I'm cooking off the earl
Iced down watches to a shiny pearl
First I pluck my chickens, get them cross the boarder
Fuck the county line, it's T-Streets real[?]
I ain't taking names, I'm just taking orders
Sitting on 6 figures, made them from a fucking quarter
I killed Sqad 6, but now I'm coming harder
First class ticket, all my flights charters
If it ain't YM, then nigga why bother?
I'm a trouble maker, niggas know I been a problem
[Chorus:]
They be like "Strizzle, what you on?" bitch I'm on the same thing
Young Money get money, still Mr. Bang Bang
I'm spitting out gasoline and propain
You getting 3rd degree burns, if you catching the flame
They be like "Strizzle, what you on?" bitch I'm on the same thing
Young Money get money, still Mr. Bang Bang
I'm spitting out gasoline and propain
You getting 3rd degree burns, if you catching the flame