Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On That, artist - Lil Wyte. Date of issue: 12.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
On That |
| On that thug shit |
| On that drug shit |
| On that bullshit |
| On that devil shit |
| Pocket full of drugs stumbling in the party |
| I’ll kidnap your ho and take her straight to Molly |
| Take pictures with every bitch that’s up in that party |
| Put every bitch in that party on that same fucking Molly |
| Rock out with my cock out |
| They can jam out with they’re clams out |
| Me and Gangsta Boo up in this motherfucker |
| Getting loose in this ho 'bout to jam out |
| We back up on that thuggin' druggin' boolin' devil shit |
| This some of that 2036 MAFIA mix level shit |
| On point like shark senses |
| Fuck with me my homies will smell the blood |
| On a one way ticket to hell you headed |
| Beheaded with me no love |
| I got real killers that did real time at all times on my left and right |
| Better think twice when you fuck with Lil Wyte |
| An extended clip can fuck up your night |
| Alright? |
| I’m smoking like a motherfucker and I’m going crazy |
| Riding with Wyte with a bitch with no babies |
| Y’all already know I’m back up on that ratchet shit |
| Get wrong one time leave ya in a ditch |
| Bumpin' that new triple six |
| You niggas y’all know what it is |
| You high and you gone off them pills |
| That’s why I’m just keeping it real |
| I’m back on that old ass I don’t give a fuck type legendary status |
| I ain’t gotta come with no hype |
| 99 problems but you hoes ain’t one |
| I don’t fuck with ya I just fuck with y’all for fun |
| I’m doing shit you can’t |
| I be all up in the bank |
| Looking like a million dollars smelling like a pound of dank |
| Aye! |
| Yeah, I’m a thug bitch |
| You drugs bitch |
| I love the hood and my folks be on that bullshit |
| Gone catch you slippin' so don’t play in Memphis |
| We 'bout that life so get right |
| Hope you pay attention |
| Them goons they be lurkin' they come out at night |
| Mayne for yo' pockets then yo' wallet they will take yo' life |
| Clubbin' druggin' thuggin' all the way until the sunny light |
| Party’s at my house we live as hell 4sho we’ll get you right |
| Blowing nothing but herbs through my lungs got my mind blown |
| Dip it in that drank my words slurred now I’m super throwed |
| Fuck it, it ain’t nothing else to do, so I hit up Boo |
| We so with the shit it ain’t no telling what we finna' do |
| We thuggin! |