We On

(albüm: No Socks 2 - 2020)

(You recording, Smerf?)
Yeah

Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas it's on, yeah
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Told my niggas we on, we on, we on, we on, we on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas it's on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, yeah

Ayy
If you ain't tryna fuck, don't text me
I ain't tryna vent, bitch, neck me
Ayy, most these hoes broke and messy, huh
Ayy, if you just wanna gossip, keep your distance from me
Ayy, my nigga broke the code, damn, I'm disappointed
Niggas get on they last strike and get to pointing
Your bitch called off work for the dick appointment
Gotta tune these hoes out like Nickelodeon
Chill with that bae shit, I ain't you bitches' boyfriends
Cut a bitch off when she get annoying
Like a surprise party, I'm tryna sneak the toy in
Trigger happy, press my button, get hit with the joystick
I got demons on my body, I be hearing voices
Paranoid, I'm clutching when I'm on the toilet
Came up from the bottom, now I'm living gorgeous
Bitches said I wouldn't be nothing, now I'm real important

Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas it's on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, we on, we on, we on, we on, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Told my niggas we on, we on, we on, we on, we on (Yeah)

I remember them broke nights, yeah
On the block with the gang, I swear
Lost brothers, all this pain I feel
I be wishing they was still right here
Tell my niggas we on, tell my niggas it's on
I had to risk my life, did this shit on my own
We never needed fans, always rocking Vlone
We got the feds watching, tryna see what we on

Nigga, we on, we on, we on, we on, we on, yeah
She a fan ever since a lil' nigga went and blew up
One-night stand, I don't give two fucks, ayy
Swan got me punching up them phones
Yeah, punching shit, nigga, Larry Holmes
Bitch, we pressing niggas like we in a zone, huh
Air a nigga out like a drone, huh
Begging for the clout to make you known
Call me Kimbo, everywhere with these 'bows
Watching for the raid vans like Simone
Show me love now, don't wait until I'm gone

Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas it's on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, we on, we on, we on, we on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, we on, we on, we on, we on, yeah

Ayy, huh, ayy
If your credit ain't a seven, can't fuck you
If your boyfriend an opp, I'ma bust you
Throw a nigga out the window, Ms. Trunchbull, huh
All these bills bouncing back, man, that shit annoying
Testified in that courtroom, raising both hands
Out of nowhere he back street like that boyband
Bring niggas in your crib like your sister boyfriends
Bust a nut in her mouth and I tell her, "Muy bien"
Ever since that first jugg, I ain't been the same man
Niggas never got no bars, think it's time to change plans
Call your bitch Squidward 'cause I know she hate pants
Hit a nigga with that wap-wap like he can't dance
Lavier in the club tryna sneak that thang in
All these letters, we gon' get a body like it's hangman
I'll get a nigga drug like the raid van
If you never had Verizon, let me see you raise hands

On, yeah
Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas it's on, yeah
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Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas it's on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, yeah
Told my niggas we on, yeah