On On

I just ran that sack up bih
Um on on
Why yo girl keep texting what she
On on
I do a lot of flexing cause we
On on, we on on, we on on
Them whips up sitting pretty what they
On on
Just got a script of diddies now we
On on
We rolling thru the city like we
On on, we on on, we on on

Straight from the bottom to the top yea um on on
I dont condone in ratting stop calling my phone phone
What you low on ya stacks and you need u a loan loan
My nigga stay wit the thrax why u smoking that home grown
Um bout to set dis bih off like a N O nigga take it back to
Girbaud jeans booted up off jiggas but in my city we pop diddes
Mix em wit zanes and niggas u use to know ball sniffing the train
Its all good cause in my hood we turnt up
Jump stupid like a over cooked meal get burnt up
Lesson learn so back off ductape on the back of a dirty dirty burner
With serial number scratch off thick bih with a lot of ass she bad bad
Baby daddy keep calling um fucking he mad mad get drag drag you get in yo
Body behind that got mobties ill send a goodfella to get you wack like that

I just ran that sack up bih
Um on on
Why yo girl keep texting what she
On on
I do a lot of flexing cause we
On on, we on on, we on on
Them whips up sitting pretty what they
On on
Just got a script of diddies now we
On on
We rolling thru the city like we
On on,we on on,we on on

Um on on i had to say it two times finesse a nigga two times to free
Finesse 2 tymes i only fuck wit real niggas i hate phonies check the
Paperwork you wont see none of my name on it what you claim homie
Um north side to the toolie bang Medusa head on the belt give me power
Pootie tang um from a place where they throw eights on a car niggas
Sitting high like they trying be closer to god and
These hoes wanna be close to a star that came from the street been thuggin
I came out my momma with these gold teeth
Just got a script of them diddies um straight straight you want the
Blue one with the m or the green with k eight thats thirties and
Fifteen been trapping since sixteen clip hold twenty twenty thats
Covid no nineteen you think a nigga gone kill me well thats dead dead
Um in ya bushes laying on you like a bed spread um thug out

I just ran that sack up bih
Um on on
Why yo girl keep texting what she
On on
I do a lot of flexing cause we
On on,we on on,we on on
Them whips up sitting pretty what they
On on
Just got a script of diddies now we
On on
We rolling thru the city like we
On on, we on on, we on on