That's on You

Music: Mark Pizzani Uzi, Where the **** we at In a room with a hunnid million dollars Ain't got no money, that's a broke nigga problem That's on you nigga I said that's on you nigga On the real, no I don’t need a stylist Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet That's on you nigga That’s on you I said that's on you nigga *****es come and go but my money stay My money stay Can’t see in front of me, all this money in the way Spent like fifty in a day Spent like twenty-five in half of a day OG Bape belt that’s all on my waist Baby said, “Uzi you is so great” Take a Xanax til' I can’t feel my face Imma clap a nigga just like I know ya So far more sides ain’t got no holster Jump in the rain, that nigga got a chauffeur Lean in the soda, was in the cup holder I just bought my new side nigga a meloders Look at these diamonds, that nigga is like water I ain’t ever been, but I got hoes That’s that young Boa Boa Call up Donald Trump and tell him my nigga, yeah She comin’ just straight from the border Come to this This Saint Laurent 50, I swear to God that Imma holla Your money is getting smaller My money is getting taller My jewelry is getting clearer Your jewelry is getting darker That's on you with a hunnid million dollars Ain't got no money, that's a broke nigga problem That's on you nigga I said that's on you nigga On the real, no I don’t need a stylist Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet That's on you nigga That’s on you I said that's on you nigga Everytime I come through, Uzi tryna get him on a campaign I ain't lyin, I've been tryna come up on the paper every damn way I'ma get the damn pay I've been on a Rampage I've been ****ing on your bae Doin' it every damn day Tell these niggas pay up, they've been runnin with the damn swag I've been tryna get my sauce back All these niggas boutta fall flat All you niggas on that bitch shit, now they expectin me to get rich Pull up to the party lit, lit I've been cookin with the wrist, wrist Ooh, yuh, **** you niggas cause you broke as shit I'ma get the money, count it up Take a picture, I'ma hold it up **** boys can't roll with us Only runnin if you loaded up Gettin money, I'ma throw it up Cause you gettin money then you know what's up In a room with a hunnid million dollars Ain't got no money, that's a broke nigga problem That's on you nigga I said that's on you nigga On the real, no I don’t need a stylist Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet That's on you nigga That’s on you I said that's on you nigga That's on you That's on you, that's on you and you and you If you broke as shit stay out my lane, stay out my way I don't got time for the lames, for the fakes I'ma make that money right, I'ma make it any day, any way Wanna see you try to stop me anyway I'ma never stop, tell these fakes get out my way, out my lane I'ma drop it down with that Uzi in your face I'ma make you say my name, say my name Rambo Savage on the way I'ma blow it up Don't you see these diamonds glowin' up Don't you see I'm just warmin up I'ma do what you niggas coulda never done In a room with a hunnid million dollars Ain't got no money, that's a broke nigga problem That's on you nigga I said that's on you nigga On the real, no I don’t need a stylist Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet That's on you nigga That’s on you I said that's on you nigga ayy That’s on you. That’s on you. That’s on you