Jim Jones
On Sight
[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
Spent two-hundred last month, n***a (I did!)
Young rich n***a
Coped a Maserati and a new Audi
Threw Forgi's on for my bitch, n***a
Got the Breitling on, it's my play watch
A few hundred thou in my safe box
N***a, disrespect me and I'll bounce out
And let a hundred rounds from that K drop
Thirty-thousand [?]
Miami nice we on [?]
Twenty thousand that live, n***a
Rose bottles, no bitch n***as
Vamp life, no chain snatched
Fuck around get your brain snatched
This n***as don't love your flow
Until you make the evening news
Real n***a, now I'm outside
Ain't worried 'bout a homicide
My n***a's bout trigger-play
Anytime of the fuckin' day
In my hood you gotta catch a body
If you ever wanna be somebody
N***a, you just a nobody
Nah, you ain't never caught a body
[Hook: Jim Jones]
These n***as is pussies nowadays (they been pussy's)
These n***as don't push me or I'll spray (don't push me)
These n***as is barking they don't bite (these faggot n***as)
My n***as is ballin' that's on sight (on sight, n***a)
My n***as is ballin' that's on sight (on sight, n***a)
My n***as is ballin' that's on sight (on sight, n***a)
My n***as is ballin' that's on sight (on sight, n***a)
These n***as is barking they don't bite