On That lyrics

by

Pardison Fontaine


[Intro]
I be on that (Woah)
Yeah n*gga, I be on that (Oy)
Yeah n*gga, I be on that (Oy)
Yo b*tch, my n*gga, I be on that (Oy)
Look, look, look

[Chorus]
Pop a bottle, pop a ben, pop a trigger
I do it all for my n*ggas (For my motherf*ckin' n*ggas)
Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots yeeah
You better hope we talking liquor (Watchu say?)
n*gga, 'cause I be on that, n*gga I be on that (Oy)
I was broke before, homie I ain't going back (Oy)
Getting money I don't know how to act now
My girl call, I hate these hoes in the background (Watchu say?)

[Verse 1]
Fronting, keepin' it 100
You settled for your man, I was the n*gga you wanted
I smiled at your face then throw it deep at his stomach
I could change your whole life, believe me girl, I done done it
I said I'm tall, I'm dark and I'm handsome (Handsome)
Call your mama up now, ask her: "Do she want a grandson?"
I said: "Baby when you're going lemme get the drugs"
She said: "I would, but I ain't wearing nothing"
Heard she got a man but she looking for a better one
Heard she got a man but she thinking 'bout dating him
Sex with him is like mail on a Sunday
Damn, that b*tch don't never c*m
I run up in the pus*y like, girl, it's a stick-up stick-up
Hit it hard 'til I ask: "That's the hiccups, hiccups?"
Now he calling, she don't wanna pick up, pick up
'Cause she finally found herself a real n*gga, n*gga (Ah)
[Chorus]
Pop a bottle, pop a ben, pop a trigger
I do it all for my n*ggas (For my motherf*ckin' n*ggas)
Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots yeeah
You better hope we talking liquor (Watchu say?)
n*gga, 'cause I be on that, n*gga I be on that
I was broke before, homie I ain't going back
Getting money I don't know how to act now
My girl call, I hate these hoes in the background (Oyy, watchu say?)

[Verse 2]
I make it all look simple (Look simple)
I said: "I'm young and I'm black, you should know what I'm into" (What im into)
And I ain't gotta tell no lies (No lies)
The whip mine, but the b*tch is a rental
Rollin', and now I'm 'bout to bug out (Bug out)
All the bottles at the bottom, tell the boss that they run out (Run out)
And n*gga I don't even come out
But I know that she a bird, 'cause she dancing with her tongue out
And n*gga that's the way I do it (I do it)
I like to talk my sh*t and then prove it (Prove it)
I made my momma proud, I put my n*ggas on
I made my old hoes look stupid (Woo, woo)
Now who your favourite artist?
New n*gga or veteran?
Add 'em to the list of motherf*ckers that I'm better than
n*ggas talking down 'bout ya boy, but we don't buy that sh*t
Gettin' money, n*gga, you should try that sh*t n*gga (ah)
[Chorus]
Pop a bottle, pop a ben, pop a trigger
I do it all for my n*ggas
Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots yeeah
You better hope we talking liquor
n*gga, 'cause I be on that, n*gga I be on that (On that)
I was broke before, homie I ain't going back (Whatchu say?)
Getting money I don't know how to act now (Oy)
My girl call, I hate these hoes in the background

[Verse 3]
Look, look, now tell these n*ggas with opinions get they own life (Own life)
And all these n*ggas talking crazy at the [?]
I ain't never met a stripper that I don't like (Don't like)
I'm just a first floor n*gga in this for life (For life)
I been down to live in these streets with the potholes (Potholes)
On the same block n*ggas since the snot nose (Since the snot nose)
Oyy, she must've heard I like the thot-hoes
'Cause she went and got a nipple pierced like Pac nose
Now my homies hit me up like: "Pardi, call a b*tch
n*gga we know you got all the b*tches"
And I ain't tryna stunt on nobody
But I pulled my chain out like it's [?]
She said she not a hoe, girl that's an opinion
Label ask me what I want, I said: "One and a half million
And if I don't get it soon, I'm boosting it through the ceiling"
Money powers back, I told you from the beginning
[Chorus]
Pop a bottle, pop a ben, pop a trigger
I do it all for my n*ggas
Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots yeeah
You better hope we talking liquor
n*gga, 'cause I be on that, n*gga I be on that
I was broke before, homie I ain't going back
Getting money I don't know how to act now
My girl call: "I hate these hoes in the background"
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