On & on (feat. LILQ2FYE)

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Man, you know how young niggas steppin', man. You feel me
For real, though
Man, we live, man. Turn up by the front of me
Man, that nigga really gotta go and get it

Really gotta turn up for my city
If a nigga runnin', he get shot with that glizzy
I'm on the block, bust it up, man, I'm makin' this cash
I'm gettin' cash, and I get it fast

If he runnin', he get switched like he fast
That nigga be talkin', I jet in the past
I swear to God, put a rat in the grass
I'm makin' this cash, and I do it so fast

Run up on me, be a part of your shit
I swear to God, that nigga talkin', he not even with it
I bust it up every day, gettin' money
Stack it right to the vein, he run up on me

He get slapped in his face, ain't mad
Cause they see a nigga get paid
Drippin' that sauce, I'm really stinkin
Just like I'm a wasp, I swear to God

She look at my fin, she ask me, how much did that bitch cost
Look at my diamonds, you know that they floss
I go to work, cause I am the boss
We finna take our young nigga, really gotta go and get it

Really gotta put on for my city
She shakin' up, but you know she got titty
That bitch with me, her name is Whitney
I swear to God, put a dip in her kitty

Bitch, I swear to God, we got glizzies
I got God on my side, tellin' me to save him
Ayy, I told my daughter, leave that hoe alone
She wanna play him

Run down on the up, I'ma have to spray him
Told that hoe to play with real, I ain't talkin' jailin
Yeah, I'm on the money heist, I feel like Berlin
Went from Japan, now the drugs in Berlin

Ball-turned-baby nigga from Marlin
Yeah, I be sparkin' that money
I'm on the money heist, I feel like Berlin
Went from Japan, now the drugs in Berlin

Ball-turned-baby nigga from Marlin
Yeah, I be sparkin' that money
They gotta be here at ten, or I can't f*ck
Yeah, I'm fine, I'm for 30, that's a curry

I'm so high, when I drop, my vision blurry
When I drop, my vision blurry
She gon' suck me, light me flurry
I'm so fly, jet like a birdie

He run up on me, swear to God, he finna die
In the kitchen, bait up her like a pie
Smoke a pressure pack, cause it keep me high
Swear to God, I'm gettin' cash, and I do it so fast

He run up on me, he get popped in the shit
I swear to God, that nigga know that he need
I swear to God, that nigga know that he need
I swear to God, that nigga know that he need

With me and Damien on the beat
Instead of snappin' back-to-back, bringin' heat
Nigga run up on me, now that jet off his feet
And I really gotta get somethin' to eat

I got money, and I'm gettin' it fast
Look at my diamonds, they dance on your ass
That nigga so broken, he don't got a back
Ah, shoot, that's my man, and it's done

Cause I'm really gettin' it
Man, I'm gettin' money
Man, I'm gettin' Benjamins
Yeah

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