2 On (feat. ScHoolboy Q)

Mustard on the beat, ho

Give me all that you got now
Make you want me 'cause I'm hot now
I'm gone, so faded, I'm on one
Bang, bang, pop off like a long gun

If you a lame nigga, you ain't makin' no noise
Get faded, turn up with the big boys
Live fast, die young, that's my choice
Get money, get money like an invoice

We can mob all in the whip (make the money)
Make the money, make a grip (I be stuntin')
I be stuntin' with my clique (gettin' faded)
Gettin' faded 'til we trip (oh)

Man, I love to get on
I love to get 2 on
When the drink be too strong
When the tree be way too strong

Get-get-get faded, turn up, bruh
Pour it on up 'til I can't even think no more
Get-get-get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then
We can keep it lit, let's roll

I love to get 2 on
Let's-let's, let's roll
I love to get 2 on
I love to-, let-let-let's roll

I love to get 2 on
Let's-let's, let's roll
I love to get 2 on
I love to-, let-let-let's roll

Yeah, we can get active
And all my bitches attractive
We go, you know who we are now
Get high, hotbox in my car now

If you a lame nigga, you ain't makin' no noise
Get faded, turn up with the big boys
Live fast, die young, that's my choice
Get money, get money like an invoice

We can mob all in the whip (make the money)
Make the money, make a grip (I be stuntin')
I be stuntin' with my clique (gettin' faded)
Gettin' faded 'til we trip (oh)

Man, I love to get on
I love to get 2 on
When the drink be too strong
When the tree be way too strong

Get-get-get faded, turn up, bruh
Pour it on up 'til I can't even think no more
Get-get-get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then
We can keep it lit, let's roll

I love to get 2 on (I love it)
Let's-let's, let's roll
I love to get 2 on (I love it)
I love to-, let-let-let's roll

Uh, pull your panties down from under you
Beat that pussy up, make you wanna holla Q
Drunk than a bitch, high on that Mary Jane
Pussy in my mouth, pussy on my pinky ring

Nasty, baby do it in the backseat
Swear this marijuana keep it crackin'
Lights, camera, action, I ain't doin' nothin' 'til the cash in
Money, money, money, weed, fashion

Draped up and dripped out, keep the trees passin'
Girl, toot that thing up, fuck me, fuck rappin'
Days of our lives so clap, clap that cake
Spreadin' your thighs, I pump, pump your brakes, ay

Just give me the trees, and we can smoke it, yeah (smoke it, yeah)
Just give me the drink, and we can pour it, yeah (pour it, yeah)
And my enemies, they see me livin' now (livin' now)
And if you roll with me, then you'll be winnin' now, oh

Man, I love to get on
I love to get 2 on
When the drink be too strong
When the tree be way too strong

Get-get-get faded, turn up, bruh
Pour it on up 'til I can't even think no more
Get-get-get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then
We can keep it lit, let's roll

I love to get 2 on (I love it)
Let's-let's, let's roll
I love to get 2 on (I love it)
I love to-, let-let-let's roll



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Jarrett, Quincy Matthew Hanley, Delano Noox Thomas, Craig Serani Marsh, Sean Paul Henriques, Jon Redwine, Tinashe Kachingwe, Dijon Mcfarlane, Robert Clifton Iii Brackins, Cezar Rupert Cunningham, Steven Marsden, Marley Waters
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