On n On

On and on and my nuts I'm palming
Take two of these and call me in the morning
Saint Laurent Silk and fine exported garments
Women of class want me involved in their menages

I eat baguettes, don't trust girls with baggage
Spitting to a baddie booty of Nicki Minaj
Shawty asking me what's my type?
Shit invite your friends on over we can find out tonight

I like em' thick small, short tall, it really don't matter
Like small booties, big booties, really love the latter
If she looking like a cutie I might really have to bag her
Just for 24 hours like I got her over the counter

Prend pas mon information
Du me done la tette est ben c'est bon
C'est du bon medication avec du weed a la maison
Elle m'a dit qu'elle etait top est vraiment elle avait raison
Je par avec mon gillet vaire largent est toujour an season

Oui oui rap is just a tad easy
for Eliott Livolsi
Know that rap needs me
(Stack)
Six, seven, eight foots of paper like Weezy
Might fuck up your lobby piss off Mr.Moseby

Grow out my language and hair like I'm Frobe
Stolen diamonds and gold man your kingdoms ain't holy
Legendary super saying lightskin Broly
You couldn't flip half a brick even with the name Tony
Soprano, Hawk, Stark, it don't matter
All my cars go push, start, and go faster
You gave her your whole heart, I been had her
You begging for crumbs her pussy on my platter
And

On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and on and

On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and on and

On and on and money still stuck to my palm
Lip balm put on, that girl she bomb
Crew gone hop in, roof off, topless
Weed strong, eyes red
We gone we

On and on and money still stuck to my palm
Lip balm put on, that girl she bomb
Crew gone hop in, roof off, topless
Weed strong, eyes red
We gone we on

Shakespeare like with my English
Romantic en Francais
Your girl like when I'm speaking
Prend ma main pour danser
Her ass get to shaken
Aucin tempt pour panser
Elle me dit qu'elle ve manger
So I gave her my bacon

Racism, Systemic, round the world
(On and on)
Your girlfriend and her friends blow my phone
(On and on)
Trynna hold off on these hoes I pass em' to the bros
They've been acting more bold since I dropped this song
Octagon, ring, where you fighting your demons?
Me I sit down with mine and find out what's been eating them
Know there's a shortage of men for so long
But better to pretend that's it's nothing
That subject for another song
Bass kick hit loud like this strain I'm on
Long Beach do it best what the fuck you on
Big booty bitches tootin dundunduns
You know it's up we on

On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and on and

On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and on and

On and on and money still stuck to my palm
Lip balm put on, that girl she bomb
Crew gone hop in, roof off, topless
Weed strong, eyes red
We gone we on

On and on and up at dawn
Another party we just started
Wanna come through and get naughty
Can you swoop me?
Uber call it

On and on merde ca fait chier
Jait malle au j'embre
Mait mas fierte
Me less pas arreter trot taut
Mais ange mais ange ills on mon dos

On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and on and

On and on and money still stuck to my palm
Lip balm put on, that girl she bomb
Crew gone hop in, roof off, topless
Weed strong, eyes red
We gone we on

On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and I'm running
On and on and on and on and

On and on and money still stuck to my palm
Lip balm put on, that girl she bomb
Crew gone hop in, roof off, topless
Weed strong, eyes red
We gone we on



Credits
Writer(s): Eliott Livolsi
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