On Shit Lyrics – $CRAWB
Singer: $CRAWB
Title: On Shit
Frrrr-frrrr
All the way
I be laughing from my crib to the bank
I’ll find hit lil stray
So imma pick her #ss up on the way
Yeah it all faneto
I be chillin back sipping red with jarritos
Yeah and b#tch stop playing bingo
Just give me seven digits i ain’t locking your key hole
You wifed a thot f#ck boy “don’t snitch”
I skeeted in her mouth next day you started kissing it
See you a side hoe, me i’m built different
Built different how i move i be so militant
If you want beef i could call up the defense
And we could just get this sh#t sizzilin
Or better be bout the businеss
Cause the hoe want louis v and thе bag
She told me i’m the best she ever had
Next time i seen her she callin me dad ughh
I told her we kicking back
But i felt bad so i broke up her back
She told me i make her c#m on command
I am the boy but she call me the man ughh
f#ck fake friends
Leave that sh#t in the past
Light my blunt with a match
Imma ash all my ash on the ground no cap
She throw it back
I’m not goin blow the f#cking bag on the “za” if that sh#t really trash
Ion f#ck with that sh#t
And if we pull up just know we didn’t stop the traffic uhh yeah
All the way
I be laughing from my crib to the bank
I’ll find hit lil stray
So imma pick her #ss up on the way
All the way
I be laughing from my crib to the bank
I’ll find hit lil stray
So imma pick her #ss up on the way
Aye i ain’t got no b#tch cause all these b#tches say i’m toxic
So i be laughing from yo b#tch house back to my crib
Nah, she always digging in my wallet
If it’s a problem get him gone get it poppin
Can’t drop a bag if this ain’t za this exotic
After i f#ck her want her mom partners, huh
I ain’t sh#t that’s what these b#tches say
Think she goin wake up next to me but i ain’t finna stay
I knew i was goin be him in like the second grade
Right now you hating once i make it whatchu finna say
n#gg#s think it’s the barber shop you can’t get a fade
b#tches tryna call for help, but i ain’t triple a
Heard she done charged you for the cat, i ain’t finna pay
Just to pay her back i’ll break her back, have her feeling pain
Talking this and that like you that, but you still a fake
Never do wrong by those i love, but i’m still a snake
Yo n#gg# told you still f#cking wit him? huh
Bro tell me why b#tches f#cking wit sucka n#gg#s?
That last n#gg# played the f#cking victim
Talk tough till they get locked up and you get to tell the snitching
Huh
All the way
I be laughing from my crib to the bank
I’ll find hit lil stray
So imma pick her #ss up on the way
All the way
I be laughing from my crib to the bank
I’ll find hit lil stray
So imma pick her #ss up on the way
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