On Me Lyrics - Moneybagg Yo

I just wake up and get my day started like this here 

This how I do this shit fool 

All this money got these bitches on me, on me, on me 

They like fleas, I can't get 'em off me, off me, off me 

Diamonds on me flash like paparazzi, 'razzi, 'razzi 

Million dollar man, Ted DiBiase, 'ase, 'ase 

In the club posted with my homies, homies, homies 

Check on me just like Michael Conley, Conley, Conley 

If I sneeze they might catch a homi, homi, homi 

Too much drank and weed, I feel like a zombie, zombie, zombie 

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My car ain't got no key, you got to push start it 

Pull up in a foreign and valet park it 

I'm somewhere in Memphis at a day party 

Security trippin' at the door, we had to Bogard it 

Boy your swag on fufu like the free market 

I been doin' this sauce shit since Ed Hardy 

He froze up in the action, he a choke artist 

My nigga 'dem don't miss shit, they scope artists 

I need a bitch like Kash Doll, a black barbie 

If this rap shit today, on Black I'm back robbin' 

All these narcotics I'm takin' got my head naughty 

She eatin' the dick while bumpin' me, I got her head nodding 

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All this money got these bitches on me, on me, on me 

They like fleas, I can't get 'em off me, off me, off me 

Diamonds on me flash like paparazzi, 'razzi, 'razzi 

Million dollar man, Ted DiBiase, 'ase, 'ase 

In the club posted with my homies, homies, homies 

Check on me just like Michael Conley, Conley, Conley 

If I sneeze they might catch a homi, homi, homi 

Too much drank and weed, I feel like a zombie, zombie, zombie 

My homies gangster, uh-huh 

I'm talkin' dangerous, uh-huh 

They don't post no fuckin' pictures of no bangers, uh-huh 

They won't go to court and point no fuckin' fingers, uh-huh 

In the trenches with 'em, don't give a fuck 'cause I'm famous, uh-huh 

Drop him where he stand, burn him like a tan 

They gon' do it for me, just on my command 

Shawty thick as fuck, I wanna get in her pants 

She got a man but tonight he ain't in her plans 

Let me show you why the call me MoneyBagg, hundred K large in a Gucci duffle 

I got a real check on me, pockets I stuff 'em, hope I don't bust 'em 

Saint Laurents when I walk 

You ain't got these 'cause these here custom 

Hittin' your bitch from the back on the dresser last night 

I fucked around scuffed 'em, damn 

All this money got these bitches on me, on me, on me 

They like fleas, I can't get 'em off me, off me, off me 

Diamonds on me flash like paparazzi, 'razzi, 'razzi 

Million dollar man, Ted DiBiase, 'ase, 'ase 

In the club posted with my homies, homies, homies 

Check on me just like Michael Conley, Conley, Conley 

If I sneeze they might catch a homi, homi, homi 

Too much drank and weed, I feel like a zombie, zombie, zombie