On It

[Intro: Jacquees] Ladies and Gentleman, it's the young player, the young OG Cash money, Rich Gang, FYB Right here with my uncle Stunna, High Life And I am Jacquees [Verse 1: Birdman] Never seen a bitch cause if I'm in it, I own it If she living in my city, best believe we been on it Make her pull up, roll up, power, take a shit of this liquor We drinking GTV, boy, we been on this level Got killers, we so deep, but I lay mines down Little [?] we 'bout that action, put it down for my town My little nephew straight thugging, hustling, holding the block And Cash Money still an army, taking trips, shipping blocks [Hook 1: Jacquees] You know we on it In the club, best believe we roll deep Them boys don't want it And know your baby momma rolled my weed Don't be too star struck to say what's up We in that new Maybach when we pull up You can watch TV and put your feet up She gon' roll my weed and throw my hood up I'm counting bank rolls, don't fuck the same hoes Don't wear the same clothes, stay in your lane though Girl you picture perfect, and oh, I think you're worth it Think you're worth it Girl, come to my side and I'mma show you how we ride [Verse 2: Jacquees] I'm J-A-C-Q-U-E-E-S, Jacquees, I love sex I [?] on you, V-necks, shawty thinks she knows me Nah baby, that's the old Quees Pull up and don't talk about it Give you something so you could talk about it, talk about it What [Hook 2: Jacquees (Birdman)] You know we on it In the club, best believe we roll deep Them boys don't want it And know your baby momma rolled my weed Don't you try to run around on me All my niggas I'mma show you how it be (Chandelier lights) Girl we on it, girl we on it, best believe (Alexander McQueen floors) Oh boy we on it, yeah we on it, best believe (Versace robes nigga) [Verse 3: Birdman] She wanna ride in that Bugatti She wanna ride in that Maybach Stunna bet mills on anybody that waited I ain't got the hottest clique I ain't fuck the hottest bitches I ain't got the flyest whips I ain't flipped a lot of bricks So uptown, so uptown When I come through it's straight up town When I land nigga I touchdown When I come around I put it down Say a prayer nigga for the player nigga Tryna play a nigga, gotta pay up nigga Still got the Bible next to my gun Stunna man still bust for his son, brap [Hook 3: Jacquees] You know we on it In the club, best believe we roll deep Them boys don't want it And know your baby momma rolled my weed Don't you try to run around on me All my niggas I'mma show you how it be Girl we on it, girl we on it, best believe Oh boy we on it, yeah we on it, best believe You know we on it In the club, best believe we roll deep Them boys don't want it And know your baby momma rolled my weed Don't you try to run around on me All my niggas I'mma show you how it be Girl we on it, girl we on it, best believe Oh boy we on it, yeah we on it, best believe [Outro: Jacquees] Best believe, best believe Oh boy we on it, yeah we on it, best believe Best believe, best believe Best believe, best believe Best believe, best believe Best believe, best believe Nigga yeah we on it, yeah we on it, best believe Nigga yeah we on it, yeah we on it, best believe