And I step outside. I'm finna slide what you up to How you gonna be so sure? Let me murk that skrt off like a killin Ay, ay-ay Hop in Jag', I'm gone, ayy And I am feeling a little peculiar. I den tint up my windows Ayy, bitch, what you on? Must have put one to the nose Decline yo nigga [Hook] Revenue touching my palms. Prez, are you lost?" Oh, oh, yeah Ayy Royce, you did it right here Bitch, I got this Jag', trapping, I left 'em mad, ugh I don't really know, maybe I'm gone Prez, what you on? I ain't shit like no nigga im tryna show you you wrong / What you been on? [Intro] Being broke so borin', so I can never be that shit Open catalog, nigga was broke so I copped more shit Ayy, bitch, what you on? That coupe outside what you on. I got a nigga mad, bitch we flex like that, ugh [Chorus] I don't really know, maybe I'm gone [Verse 2] They won't know what we on Alright, I'll give you help, said to my mum, "I'll give you wealth" T on the movements, nothing's addressed T on the circuit, nothing's devolved Prez, what you on? Being broke so borin', so I can never be that shit [Chorus] What's in my head. I don't really know, maybe I'm gone And when I die, call me a don Prez, what you doing? Don't waste my time bitch come on Pop out slide man we gone “What You On?” forms the introduction of Stranger Returns, with President T addressing the years of delay of the album’s release and giving an overview of his credentials on music and street life. It's been a while" [Chorus] I wanna be on what you're on She has a kind heart Kind enough to take the time to come save my soul I'm so over misbehaving She's optimistic 'bout the future of our planet And the smile that's on her lips, oh, it must be the Xanax Are we dancing, are we dancing, are we dancing to the same song I wanna know, I wanna know, wanna know what you're on Bitch, what you on Can't keep watching my flows I ain't shit like no nigga im tryna show you you wrong If you ain’t getting money, leave me ‘lone, ‘lone Make it rain, make it storm, storm Half a brick for the charm, charm Flooded AP on my arm, arm If you ain’t getting money, what you on, on? Bitch, bitch-bitch Restaurants man I know you ain't been there [Chorus: Gunna & Moneybagg Yo] If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? [Verse 2] Shootin' till' death come, but we got bitches, and we got clips That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man. / I been on hyping a holiday (Ooh) / Paid for the ting with my DNA (Ayy) / … 30 snaps, must be a fed You ain't use to a nigga like me huh I don't really know, maybe I'm gone In the store, pop tags, Gucci racks and Louis bags Please mind your knees, might get one to the toes Prez, what you on? I brought this bag we can run thru (x2) Painting my future, won't see a tin of gloss Open catalog, nigga was broke so I copped more shit We can do that if you wit it Half a million just to ride foreign If you ain’t getting money, what you on, on? Lived in basements and bungalows, might see a stranger ©2020 STANDS4 LLC Shootin' till' death come, but we got bitches, and we got clips Kickin' in the mas', we calm, 'cause my brothers wrapped up Won't get an ounce of cred Dick got her walkin like a pigeon   Hit the line Ima hit you when I get it   Prez, what you on? Being broke so borin', so I can never be that shit / Fuck you been on? And when I die, call me a don We can fuck if you want to Tell me what you want I'm somewhere on that like a logo But I don't love these hoes, they just wanna go for me Open catalog, nigga was broke so I copped more shit Prez, what you on? Hop in Jag', I'm gone, ayy Pulled up in this Jag', she gonna shop at stores with me [Intro] That coupe outside what you on Prez, what you on? I ain't ask where yo nigga be "Prez, are you OK? Said there's somethin' about ya. You know I'm poppin' gotta keep a low profile. Don't waste my time bitch come on Nobody knows" Just leave yo shit and come on Hop in Jag', I'm gone, ayy We just hitting licks, kick down your door, ugh This song was teased at a concert in Copenhagen on the JUICEWRLD: The World Domination Tour. I brought this bag we can run thru Tryna see what you on. We can smoke outdo indoor "Prez, where's the album? Being broke so borin', so I can never be that shit Bitch They won't know what we on Them kind of wasteman antics, yes I oppose All these supporters, none of them been to the Moss That coupe outside what you on I'm finna slide what you up to [Outro] And when I die, call me a don Won't let a nigga clap back, only racked that Shorty pop out and dip wit me got sum drank u could sip wit me we can get in that zone [Verse 1] 30 straps, nobody dead Ayy, bitch, what you on? We run things, none of us been to the boss (wow) I'm finna slide what you up to I don't want to bring it home to your nest I just seen a zip with a fucking gas pack I don't really know, maybe I'm gone We can smoke outdo indoor I hit up Moneybagg, we gotta go up Yo nigga whole check we spend there Ayy, bitch, what you on? On Lyrics.com you can find all the lyrics you need. We can fuck if you want to I ain’t tryna tie you down put aside that time for a nigga Wasup I'm tryna get up in there Ayy, bitch, what you on? Open catalog, nigga was broke so I copped more shit Prez, what you on? Pop out slide man we gone One of two tracks produced by SPK, “What You On?” was released on 17th February 2018 as the lead single of the album, while the second verse was previewed even earlier in the Stranger Returns announcement video on Christmas Day 2017 (below). Bi-bi-bitch, what you on? And when I die, call me a don For whatever that means. Know It ain't shit but spending habits fuck it let's go grab it When I'm lying in bed. Open catalog, nigga was broke so I copped more shit Ayy, bitch, what you on? Go against I? Running 'round with tags, take everything that nigga had [Outro] Weren't born with a silver, but I had a life of gold / What you been on? [Verse 2] You got me callin' your phone. Prez, what you doing? [Chorus] * Lyrics: Oh, oh / Oh, oh, yeah / Ayy Royce, you did it right here / Ayy, bitch, what you on? Prez, what you doing? And when I die, call me a don Prez, what you on? [Verse 1] Painting my future......all these supporters......where's the album? Call yo homies for my homies hit me back when you done    All these bitches dead to me cause you be who they dying to be Talking stupid, yeah, nigga watch me smoke his dome If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? I den tint up my windows Oh, oh And so I wake in the morning. "Prez, where's the album? And so I cry sometimes. But if you ridin' we can roll out. If you don't smoke I roll it face it fuck it let you drive it What, you want to live on street? Painting my future......all these supporters......where's the album? Shootin' till' death come, but we got bitches, and we got clips I ain't shit like no nigga im tryna show you you wrong I like yo style you almost fly as me [Intro] Still over there I just left the studio and shit None of these guys have ever had a life on road. Throw some on man I’m finna pull up We can fuck if you want to Prez, what you doing? Shootin' till' death come, but we got bitches, and we got clips My nigga hitting licks, told him "mask that" Ayy, shawty so bad, told her rock and roll with me Bitch, what you on? Throwin' on these bitches just so I see that ass clap Open catalog, nigga was broke so I copped more shit That lil bitch want gold, bad lil shawty on the road, ugh Got some racks and keep a loaded gun Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don Prez, what you doing? You ate something? I brought this bag we can run thru I den tint up my windows Being broke so borin', so I can never be that shit We can smoke outdo indoor Prez, what you on? Stay wet, Mayweather we can go rounds. Just leave yo shit and come on In some shit you ain't seen it got em early they suppose to drop in 3 months Hop in Jag', I'm gone, ayy That coupe outside what you on Don't ask me where no bitches at, bitches don’t get as far as you usually sending them home I let you in, you gotta show out. Shootin' till' death come, but we got bitches, and we got clips Look at the crowd, goes back over a mile Came in over my head Prez, what you on? I can't leave you alone. Let me kidnap like a villain Hop in Jag', I'm gone, ayy Tell me what you on and what you never did before though [Chorus] Yeah, the greatest will do great things 2 door we could vanishin in to air Tell me what you on and what you never did before though Tell me what you want I'm somewhere on that like a logo Know It ain't shit but spending habits fuck it let's go grab it Painting my future......all these supporters......where's the album? Fuck her so good, said she could never leave me From oldies to the latest top40 music. Hop in Jag', I'm gone, ayy "President, President, please put me on, I ain't ever been so poor" Prez, what you on? What You On? That coupe outside what you on Been on yo ass for a minute, been OT tho now I got a minute Might see Kill Off Killy on clothes Can't keep watching the pros I'm jus tryna ride around, just pop out and slide wit a nigga Being broke so borin', so I can never be that shit Prez, what you on? Just to get it all out. What You Been On Lyrics: Yeah, yeah / Fuck you been on? [Verse 1] Prez, what you on? That coupe outside what you on Don't waste my time bitch come on Pop out slide man we gone Ayy Royce, you did it right here. Shootin' till' death come, but we got bitches, and we got clips [Hook] Just leave yo shit and come on [Chorus] I don't really know, maybe I'm gone They won't know what we on SPK Production. None of these guys have ever had a life on road