Moneybagg Yo & YTB Fatt – ON DET Lyrics

Moneybagg Yo & YTB Fatt – ON DET Lyrics
ON DET
Moneybagg Yo & YTB Fatt
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    "ON DET." - Moneybagg Yo & YTB Fatt

    Album: SPEAK NOW OR...
    Track No: 22
    I'm on det, I'm on det
    I'm on det, I'm on det
    First she was a six, I bought her some ass, that made her a ten, I own it
    I'm on det, on det
    I'm on det, I'm on det
    I'm on det, I'm on det
    Show me you loyal if you get low, drop me the point and I'm on det
    Speak, word done got back to me, these **** talking out of place (Why?)
    Somewhere looking stupid, fake put up, mane ain't even showed his face (Nope)
    Hell nah, shit, I ain't straight, found out Lil' A in the hole, got caught with a shank (Ugh)
    Hell nah, the money I post on my birthday came out the safe, I ain't go to no bank (Aye)
    Pulled up, hopped out, left the car running (Ferrari)
    Ain't drove the junt in a minute (Skrrt)
    **** talk worser than women (How?)
    Thought it got repo'd, claimed it was rented
    Just was tryna get lil' bronem in the door (On it)
    Now I get treated like a CEO (Boss)
    Sino a trapper, he came with a bag, and Fatt Fox gettin' thirty a show (The lowest)
    Feelin' like Ray J, if I had one wish, man, I would bring back Actavis (Purple)
    Wanna pop out with the 'Rari truck now, but I'm on the two year waitlist (Hey, shit hurtful)
    I'm on that shoot at these rap **** hoes, and fuck 'em with my bitch (Ugh)
    We at that point where I don't gotta cheat (Why not?)
    She tellin' me to pick (Go)
    I'm on det, I'm on det
    I'm on det, I'm on det
    First she was a six, I bought her some ass, that made her a ten, I own it
    I'm on det, on det
    I'm on det, I'm on det
    I'm on det, I'm on det
    Show me you loyal if you get low, drop me the point and I'm on det
    You ain't help make this shit, how I owe you? (Shit weak)
    Fatt Fox rich and roguish
    Ain't letting new **** voice they opinions
    ****, fuck everybody that ain't Foxes Only
    I ain't grow up with you, yeen my fuckin' homie
    No more fuckin' with hoes in the city
    Never know who tied in with who
    Every time I drop, every smacker got busy
    Every pussy, they done spoke on it, smush
    I heard about 'em, he gon' shoot but he pussy
    In my hood, they gon' do it for free
    When it come to that cheese, I call up my kitchens
    My young ****, plus, I hang out with hittas
    I'm stopping all the rules
    I got rank for real, I'll still have killas if I cut off my shooters
    Get caught, we got caught, but told, he pussy
    Told everybody what happened, he rookie
    Ask 'bout them Foxes, ten thousand in fullies
    Put 'em in the pot, bruh, don't break this, cook it
    That's crazy, **** who ain't never have shit to do with nothing went against me
    The smoke went up when I made it
    That's why it's fuck every side of the city, pussy
    I'm on det, I'm on det
    I'm on det, I'm on det
    First she was a six, I bought her some ass, that made her a ten, I own it
    I'm on det, I'm on det, on det
    I'm on det, I'm on det
    I'm on det, I'm on det
    Show me you loyal if you get low, drop me the point and I'm on det
    I'm on det, I'm on det

    Writer(s): Demario White, Cavon Paige, Matthew Taylor, Zhiquan Jiang & Wankang Lu.

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