Sherrod Baltimore - It's On (NEW) lyrics

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Sherrod Baltimore - It's On (NEW) lyrics

[Intro] (Yea), uh See we been gone for months Now we bout to k** this Been gone for months Now we bout to k** this Been gone for months Now we bout to k** this We elevated our game now It's On b**h [M.Wade] Yea They some turn offs Thinking that I hit the switch Take ya girl home Only cause she's the baddest **** That I ever seen Lord forgive me and my other sins Spanish a**, French lips Yea my kind of chick Yea, and my flow be doing donuts n***a Did this sh** without a deal Call it self-promotion n***a Next to take the throne like yea you voted for a n***a Living on the outside You's a quota n***a And I ain't even hit my peak yet Scared for the future, I see where my incentives met Aged like red wine Pulling strings no type of depth They hate it when you famous and even more when you talented And when ya real they wanna call you fake School smart n***a even though I was raised in the streets Ain't a thug cause I know what it's like to face defeat Dropped that mix tape this year I accomplished a feat Yea, and I leave y'all n***a clueless Following my orders like I listened to The Blueprint Let me dumb it down for you n***as No conclusion Road warrior mentality Never see me losing [Hook] And y'all ain't on the sh** that I'm on Y'all ain't on the sh** that I'm on Love my f**ing team My team so f**ing strong n***a [Verse: Sherrod Baltimore] It's On And you can tell by my swag, b**h Hop up on the mic and then I jump into my bag quick Everywhere I go man I'm bound to f** a bad chick n***as say they do the same but they b**hes be average A savage, is the only way that they describe me You don't want no beef, a n***a box like he Ali Try me I'll have you hooked up to a IV But I'm laid back, so you can just prolly Catch me with some Dominican, Puerto Rican mamis Spitting game at em, tryna get me a Minajy Got a chick she call me Baby Boy, no Taraji If you disrespect me you gon make me catch a body And me and my n***a Wade, the hardest All these wack n***as tryna rap, they just the targets The way I f** these n***as up they tryna press charges n***as think they nice, but they really sound retarded A n***a run his mouth, I show his b**h how to deep throat Tie his feet, tie his hands--drag him from a speedboat Ain't a drug dealer, I ain't never touch a Kilo But I make them b**hes wet, every time I hit a C Note I'mma get this money, yea count a couple C Notes A n***a chasing dreams ain't got time for the weed smoke Real sh**, I'll shoot a n***a like a free throw Every where I go people know what I be reppin' Pieces of the Pavement mo'f**er start respecting

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