On It

(Verse 1)

All these rappers in the game, but they ain't played a quarter

Man ya'll outta feel ashamed, bitch I'm praying for ya

All you niggas sound the same like the Wayans Brothers

I'm just tryna make a change like a gay supporter.

Bitch we eating over here, somebody take my order

While you boys be taking years, we still waiting for you

And for those that didn't hear, let me state my warning

My niggas hit you from the rear, like your name Tracy Morgan

Looking for protection, none of ya niggas can save ya

I'm well connected like the eyebrows of Anthony Davis

Feed you your breakfast, bullets through ya mouth and out ya

anus

Don't mess with Texas, or you're gambling with your life in Vegas

 

(Hook)x2

That purple drank, I'm already on it

That musty dank, I'm already on it

Yo bitch's lockscreen, I'm already on it

The next hot beat, I'm already on it

You talking Cloud 9, I'm already on it

This fucking hoe's mind, I'm already on it

Her nigga's last nerve, I'm already on it

Top of the world, I'm already on it

 

(Verse 2)

Me dropping the ball, what's the likelihood?

They going off the wall, Vans on each foot

Or like Pink Floyd's most famous hook

All these lost boys come to me like Captain Hook

Their daddies not involves, I accept the fatherhood

Gather all the Dragon Balls, to wish a nigga would

fatherhood

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(Hook)x2

 

(Second Hook)

If you're gonna hate, he's already on it

HUD and Section 8, he's already on it

Tryna be a cool kid, he's already on it

Always with that bullshit, he's already on it

That fufu lame, he's already on it

Got someone else to blame, he's already on it

Some ratchet ass bitch, he's already on it

His favorite rapper's dick, he's already on it