On & On (feat. J Truth)
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
We can go on and on
On and on yeah, we can go on and on (let's go)
Blue money ain't no ones
I get to the money, I get to the funds
I roll up another one, spark up the blunt
And they knowing I'm hot so I'm having some fun, yeah
Race to the cash so I'm switching the gear
How could you do me I'm already here
Don't run up on me I ain't having no fears
I'm seeing right through them, they clear
I'm probably in the hood, Just straight with my peers
They really be goofy and steady be weird
I'm facing this wood, hell nah I don't share
They tryna catch, I'm already there
He's already there, throw up some racks in the air (in the air)
Shoutout Pi'erre, got this beat right from Pi'erre (yeah)
I got a steel, finna pull up on her hair (oh, where?)
She said where? had to tell her over there
Had to tell her over there (uh, over there)
Had to tell her over there (what, over there, what)
Had to tell her over there (I had to tell her, I had to tell her)
Uh, had to tell her over there
Uh, had to- uh what
Had to tell her over there
Niggas watching it don't even be fair
I'm smoking exotic, I feel like the mayor
Fresh prince how I'm rocking Bel-Air
And whenever they see us, they stop and they stare
I really be high so I'm looking like "Where?"
They tryna catch up but I'm already there
Uh yeah, on and on
On and on, yeah we can go on and on
Right over there, right over there, right over there (one, two, three)
Yeah yeah
We can go on and on
On and on yeah, we can go on and on (let's go)
Blue money ain't no ones
I get to the money, I get to the funds
I roll up another one, spark up the blunt
And they knowing I'm hot so I'm having some fun, yeah
Race to the cash so I'm switching the gear
How could you do me I'm already here
Don't run up on me I ain't having no fears
I'm seeing right through them, they clear
I'm probably in the hood, Just straight with my peers
They really be goofy and steady be weird
I'm facing this wood, hell nah I don't share
They tryna catch, I'm already there
He's already there, throw up some racks in the air (in the air)
Shoutout Pi'erre, got this beat right from Pi'erre (yeah)
I got a steel, finna pull up on her hair (oh, where?)
She said where? had to tell her over there
Had to tell her over there (uh, over there)
Had to tell her over there (what, over there, what)
Had to tell her over there (I had to tell her, I had to tell her)
Uh, had to tell her over there
Uh, had to- uh what
Had to tell her over there
Niggas watching it don't even be fair
I'm smoking exotic, I feel like the mayor
Fresh prince how I'm rocking Bel-Air
And whenever they see us, they stop and they stare
I really be high so I'm looking like "Where?"
They tryna catch up but I'm already there
Uh yeah, on and on
On and on, yeah we can go on and on
Right over there, right over there, right over there (one, two, three)
Credits
Writer(s): Punk Nova
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