| Okay, I’m vibing in the studio off Henny and Patrón
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| And I’m turnt up, my brother just came home
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| Police pulled me over, asking questions, I don’t know 'em
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| But when one come home and another one go
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| But they mad 'cause I’m on (Guess they mad 'cause I’m on now)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| But they mad 'cause I’m on (Guess they mad 'cause I’m on now)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| But they mad 'cause I’m on (Guess they mad 'cause I’m on now)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| But they mad 'cause I’m on (Guess they mad 'cause I’m on now)
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| Yeah, they mad 'cause I’m on, yeah
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| I got 'em mad 'cause I’m on
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| Bitches pullin' up and I ain’t send no invitation (Nah)
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| Different type of hustles, I got different occupations
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| Understood what I been on, I was with my hood on
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| I did it by myself, I had to press 'em to get put on
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| I press 'em for a put on, they pressin' for a lot of shit
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| I know his baby mama, she can take a lot of dick
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| In the field with my goonies, really poppin' shit
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| I stay in touch with money, you can say I wallet shit
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| I need another ace, I told my lil' bitch to pull up (What?)
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| You know the Tiny Devils ain’t afraid to throw they hood up (What?)
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| Some hoes up in LA, I got some hoes up in the valley (What?)
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| Bitch, I been balling, enemies, they can’t stand me
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| I don’t play that
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| Where you’re from, say that
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| Know where your mama stay at
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| Send shooters where you lay at
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| My pockets, hah, they fat
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| They see me up, they hate that
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| But I’ma keep grinding
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| Boy, to shine, you can’t take that, pussy
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| But they mad 'cause I’m on (They mad 'cause I’m on now)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| But they mad 'cause I’m on (They mad 'cause I’m on now)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| But they mad 'cause I’m on (They mad 'cause I’m on now)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| But they mad 'cause I’m on, yeah
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| They mad 'cause I’m on, yeah
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| I got 'em mad 'cause I’m on
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| I got a thirty clip and it’s full equipped, yeah
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| A hundred thousand on my neck and on my wrist, yeah
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| I’m probably blowing smoke with a stripper bitch, yeah
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| I been a motherfucking G ever since, yeah
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| I got some G’s that’ll really get you hit (Yeah)
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| If they get caught for it, you know they ain’t sayin' shit (Yeah)
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| I’ll take the diamonds from your neck and your wrist
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| Then go sell 'em in the hood and buy burners with your shit, boy
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| I ain’t trippin' on that dumb shit, I ain’t trippin' on them haters
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| He saw me pull up but I ain’t pull up with that scraper
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| Shout out to my homie Swift, this for Baby Gangsta (Yeah)
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| I don’t like these rappers, I don’t hear 'em, what you sayin'? |
| (I don’t really
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| like 'em)
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| Shit, we doin' shout outs? |
| Well, I don’t have none
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| 'Cause only very few were there when I ain’t have none'
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| Yeah, a big shout out to myself
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| 'Cause when I’m laying in the casket, I’ma be by myself, boy
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| But they mad 'cause I’m on (They mad 'cause I’m on now)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| But they mad 'cause I’m on (They mad 'cause I’m on now)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| But they mad 'cause I’m on (They mad 'cause I’m on now, yeah)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| But they mad 'cause I’m on, yeah
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| They mad 'cause I’m on, yeah
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| I got 'em mad 'cause I’m on |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Been On , by - King Lil G. Song from the album Eternal, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп