Ballout - On me lyrics

[Intro: Chief Keef] All these hoes... Keep them racks on me A pint of act.. quarter pound of .. On me On me Glo gang GBE baby Bang Almighty Sosa ye [Chorus: Chief Keef] All these hoes know i keep them racks on me A pint of act and a quarter pound pack on me Thots does and the paparazzi all over me Top drops in the Rari is just me and Bally Pour up a four, now its time to get leany These n***as mad at us cuz we doin our thingy - thingy But i ain't mad at ya, but if you ever need me Just call my manager, get him to check and he gon be me [Verse 1: Ballout] Ive been too busy on the road, its so hard to see me All these b**hes call in Texas, its so hard to reach me And im getting fat, b**h you know im f**in greedy So GDK, b**h you know im so f**in BD Glo Gang run the world, b**h we run every city Listen all, everybody everybody with me Ridin off on Raris and them Bentleys And im off Xanax im off lean and i got plenty I got hundreds i got fifties i got twenties Walk up in the club them hoes they run up on me Racks up in my pocket homie You know i keep them motherf**in racks on me [Chorus: Chief Keef] [Verse 2: Tadoe] Out in traffic, i got all these racks on me A n***a try to take it, know this guy a body When i hit the club, all these hoes on me You wanna come to gang - you got to f** the whole team Party poppin xans, b**h you know its on me I can give you 3, put you in a zombie It ain't sh**, got them racks on me Glo gang posting in them be the whole team Posting up with all the Glocks with them big crowns Got them racks shall we do our thing n***a i got 50 shots i got good aim Put this red dot right up at your brain