On My sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Hey, hey, hahaha
I'ma go in real quick, man
Let me just talk some sh*t
If y'all don't mind
How we do it, like hey

[Chorus]
I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f*ck school
I've been gettin' money, what the f*ck have you been up to?
(Up to, up to) What the f*ck have you been up to?
Livin' out my dream, boy, what the f*ck have you been up to?
I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f*ck school
I've been gettin' money, what the f*ck have you been up to?
(Up to, up to) What the f*ck have you been up to?
Livin' out my dream, boy, what the f*ck have you been up to? (Hey, hey)
I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f*ck school
I've been gettin' money, what the f*ck have you been up to?
(Up to, up to) What the f*ck have you been up to?
Livin' out my dream, boy, what the f*ck have you been up to?
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Verse 1]
What I'm up to? Workin' hard
Anybody askin', I'm on my job
Late-night lab, then a late-night cab
3-6-5, boy, no days off
Everybody know that the boy got sweet flow
Then my money get a couple more zeros
We go 'til the weed run out
Look at people in my past like, "See me now?"
On it, supersonic, my words gonna hook 'em on phonics
I got it, that's why I talk sh*t, b*tch, I'm fillin' up my wallet quick
If they ever wanna come and try and copy me
It's mine, you can look at the apostrophe
You whine, but then you carvin' out apologies
Goin' at Mac Miller, now you follow me
Set the bar high, take drugs at the car drive
It's alright, a false eye
In it for the distance, par five
Yeah, I'm gifted, aren't I?
[Refrain]
Ride by, pump my sh*t
If you hatin', suck my di*k
I'ma do me, homie, watch it get me f*ckin' rich

[Chorus]
I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f*ck school
I've been gettin' money, what the f*ck have you been up to?
(Up to, up to) What the f*ck have you been up to?
Livin' out my dream, boy, what the f*ck have you been up to?
I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f*ck school
I've been gettin' money, what the f*ck have you been up to?
(Up to, up to) What the f*ck have you been up to?
Livin' out my dream, boy, what the f*ck have you been up to?

[Verse 2]
Ain't nobody hit a dope flow like me
The boy can speed it up like O-M-G
Don't claim to be tough, you can hate on him, but
I'ma still get money, homie, let me be
Job for you, career for me
Took you lifetimes, took a couple years for me
Now, I got the people all hearin' me
And they may not like it, but they listening
I'm so fresh, so clean
Hoes show ass to impress my team
I'm a MVP, you second string
That's why I got your girl text messaging
Tryna get enough money for a pinky ring
Make money, make money, it's a simple thing
Grind on, grind on, money what my mind on
It's gonna be my seat, called fives on
You ain't on what I'm on
Just chillin' here, tryna get my shine on
Now the fans want a pic, no Nikon
Hungover in the mornin', where the night gone?
[Refrain]
Ride by, pump my sh*t
If you hatin', suck my di*k
I'ma do me, homie, watch it get me f*ckin' rich

[Chorus]
I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f*ck school
I've been gettin' money, what the f*ck have you been up to?
(Up to, up to) What the f*ck have you been up to?
Livin' out my dream, boy, what the f*ck have you been up to?
I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f*ck school
I've been gettin' money, what the f*ck have you been up to?
(Up to, up to) What the f*ck have you been up to?
Livin' out my dream, boy, what the f*ck have you been up to?