On & On (Full Studio Session)

[Intro] Yeah, I'm finna keep the chorus though, that shit was tight It goes on [Chorus] It goes on and on and on (Aye) She goes on and on and on (Aye) But ain't no righting my wrongs, my wrongs, am I wrong? I'ma keep goin' on and on and on and on And on and on and on [Verse 1] I know you don't like it when I say this I know my music all on your playlist You gon' listen to me, you ain't gotta say shit Can't judge a nigga, you don't have a bailiff I'm hopin' that I make sense They ain't gang, I remember when I took shit Break shit, the way I always shake shit, like Haitians She callin' me amazing, up in Cali, we were stargazing She told me she needed a baecation I'll be in Hell waiting [Bridge 1] I go on and on and on Ain't no such thing as righting wrongs, I'm just writing these songs, songs She goes on and on and on, hey She goes on and on and on and on, hey But ain't no righting my wrongs, am I wrong?, I'm so wrong, hey She goes, on and on and on and on, and on and on and on [Verse 2] Last week was a bad week I was runnin' shit, track meet, after track meet Count it up, math geek, when the cash peak Count it up, math geek, when the cash peak Bad bitch ran a train like a rally L.A. girls ain't no good, word to Cali Work my demons out, I took 'em straight to Balis, uh, yeah, aye Put my dick up in her belly, the beast of the belly, aye Pissin' on these hoes, feel like I'm R. Kelly, aye Little Caesars with this shit, it's hot and ready, aye I don't got a gun, I keep me a machete, aye, it get bloody, aye [Bridge 2] And I could go on and on and on and on and on, huh She goes on and on and on (Aye) She goes on and on and on (Aye) I'm tryna right my wrongs, am I wrong, am I wrong, am I wrong? (Hey) It goes on and on and on and on, and on and on and on [Verse 3] Yeah, the murder, she wrote songs, (Aye) Heroin, yeah, I got the dope songs, (Aye) Fuckin' me, she did that to four songs, (Yuh) I'm the man, no, I can't do wrong, (Aye) I was in the cut with a demon, (Aye) Bad bitch, swallow all my semen, (Aye) Put a fuck nigga on the cement, (Aye) I ain't even have to have a reason These niggas guilty of treason Don't walk around me, bitch, you guilty of breathin' I beat him up, now he guilty of bleedin' I ain't even have a reason [Verse 4] I'm feelin' so wrong, the way I'm makin' these songs Ain't no such thing as rightin' wrongs I'm just gonna keep it on I'ma keep movin' on I'ma keep goin' strong At the end of the day, I know my money be long I remember crackin' broads and crackin' cards I remember going hard and I'm off the charts Run up on them 40 charge, yeah, my 40 charger Try to pull a kick door, niggas try to barge in, (Aye) Marching like a Spartan, ball like I'm Harden, (Aye) I remember in my feel like Vince Carter, (Aye) Feel like D-Rose back when he was startin', (Aye) Can't nobody stop me, I'ma keep on drivin', (Aye, Yuh, Aye, Uh) [Verse 5] Flexing, I feel like I'm Percules, (Uh) Flexing on my ex, she call me "Hercules" She be talkin' shit, she know that shit ain't hurtin' me, (Uh) Name a nigga that did you worse than me, (Huh) High as hell, that's just where I'm 'posed to be Only time she over me is when she over me I'm still and I'm over it, hold up, hold up In the cut with my nina tucked, I can't hit you up Give no fucks, yeah, your bitch a slut, she be takin' nut, (Aye) I be fuckin' her, she tryna make love, (Aye) I don't make love, I just do drugs, (Aye) I don't buy drugs, I just shoot plugs, (Aye) Run up on him with that chopper, what's up? (Aye) Showin' no love, showin' no love Momma mad at me, She I'm on like four drugs Pour mud, then pour some more mud, (Uh) Double up right after I double cup Rollin' two woods, I'm smokin' a Double-Dutch Shoot him in his stomach, I told him to hollow up Hey, yeah, aye, yeah you know what's up (Oh) In the fields no love, in the club more drugs, save me (Ho-oh-oh) [Verse 6] I do too many drugs, she say I do that a lot I was in the club, told 'em, "turn it up a notch" I was off the lean, tryna snooze on a thot Takin' W's, I don't lose on a thot Winnin' all day, they be losin' a lot Shoot him in his head, now he oozing a lot He was talkin' too much, too much Spend it all, I ain't givin' no fucks Runnin' up the paper, runnin' up the paper Brand new serves, so they think that I'm a waiter Run up with my chopper, that bitch got a laser I left her in shock, huh, kinda like a taser Runnin' up the paper, runnin' up the paper She lovin' the shock, huh, that bitch like a taser Pull up with my Glock, huh, it came with a laser Yeah, I keep a Glock, huh, I know I got haters I don't do no favors, huh, that's for later They make allegations, huh, I make paper, huh I got white hoes like Vanilla Wafers In that two door, spinnin' in a sailor [Bridge 3] (Catch a fuck nigga broad day, catch a fuck nigga broad day) (Pull up on that nigga like; hey, catch a fuck nigga broad day) (Pull up on that nigga like; hey) [Verse 7] My lil bro Tay-K, huh, he gon' do the race, huh I just brought a K, huh, take your life away, huh I got money now, huh, take your wife away, huh I need a vacation, these hoes got me stressin' Thank God for my blessings, eat first, don't eat seconds Got my Smith and Wesson, that's a lethal weapon Pull up on you like a Christmas, wrap you like a Present, (Aye) You was in the past, bitch I'm in the presence Pull up on a nigga like; Aye!, huh Green bae, money green, yeah that's my bae, huh Run it back, run it back, that's a relay, huh Fuck your bitch like a Mixtape, that's on replay, huh I remember hittin' stains back on eBay Tryna get some Gucci belt's the free way Scratch that bitch ain't talkin' 'bout a DJ I'm sick of that, "He say!, She say!" Early to the money, race far, nigga be late, (Uh, Aye) Pull up on a nigga like, Aye!, huh Catch a fuck nigga broad day, huh, pull up on a nigga like, Aye!, huh Catch a fuck nigga broad day, huh, pull up on a nigga like, Aye!, huh Catch a fuck nigga broad day, huh, make a nigga run like race, huh Pull up on a nigga like, Aye!, huh Catch a fuck nigga broad day, huh, pull up on a nigga like, Aye!, huh Catch a fuck nigga like bray, huh, shoot a fuck nigga in his face Shoot a fuck nigga in his face, huh, pull up on a nigga like, Aye!, huh Pull up on a nigga like, Aye!, huh, pull up on a nigga like Mayday I fuck his bitch, his lady, run up on me I go brazy I'm in the car with a AK, I shoot this shit you like Ese, huh, yeah Bro say, run up on me like no way, I got amigo like Jose I'm in the car with your hoe way, I'm in the car with your hoe way These niggas in denial, I fuck your bitch you know way, hey I'm throwin' hands and bands you throw shade Look at your bitch, she still go both ways, hey, yuh, aye Pull up on a nigga like while he stall, huh, aye, aye, aye, aye Shoot him when the beat drop, huh, aye, oh Crack all up in my tube socks, huh, aye, yuh Keep that rock in my tube socks, aye [Verse 8] Gotta make a way, feel like I'm a player the way I be makin' plays Bad lil bitch you know I'ma get laid Kick her out the crib you know she gon' get played Run her like a race, I feel like I'm first place, aye I do that shit all day, I was rockin' Trues, I moved up to Balmain's Knock her out the park like a baseball game, aye I fuck a neighbor from the back, right? Run up on me I'ma shoot, twice I just be pourin' up, Act right? I fucked a bitch with the act right? yeah, do that all night I went to Cali last night, yeah, that's a long flight I just be Xannin' all day, I don't be standin' all day I fuck a bitch always, huh, yeah, always Chain gang, take your chain, huh President Barack Hussein, pull up on a nigga AK, AK, huh Cocaine like McCain [Verse 9] I am in love with a bad bitch, I am in love with a bad bitch She is in love with a savage, I got a automatic I am in love with a bad bitch, I fell in love with a bad bitch She fell in love with a savage, and my automatic I fell in love with a bad bitch, I fell in love with a bad bitch She fell in love with a savage Got my automatic, got my automatic I fell in love with a bad bitch, I fell in love with a bad bitch I fell in love with a bad bitch, hey I fell in love with a bae, huh, I fell in love with a bag, huh Run it up, I do not brag, huh I fuck the bitch from the back, huh You know she gon' pop the tag, huh Balmain hangin' on my ass, huh Run up on him on the app, huh I caught you lackin' and runnin', huh You know these niggas ain't ready, huh All of my niggas get money, huh Nigga you ain't gettin' nothin', huh Run up on him and I buss it Sick of that shit Robitussin I am not here for the Tusslin' Run up on me then it's Bussin' I sip Lean, you on Ro-tussin, aye Run it back, huh, hey Bobby Brown when I'm in that Stu', I'ma spit that crack, huh Tell 'em run it back, matter of fact I got my strap Matter of fact I ain't run it back [Verse 10] I'm used to, but I don't really like her like I used to I'm sorry baby I know that I used you I told you I don't love you like I used to Ike turner when I beat it up, abuse you, hey But I will not abuse you, aye, I'm getting high so if I lose you That's just somethin' that I'm gettin' used to, gettin' used to, hey Last night was a long night, I was too high and we had a bad fight Five more Xan's and I see the light, uh V-V-S on your finger you know that you can be my wife Goin' ghost up in that bitch like Poltergeist, uh-huh, aye, uh, aye Triple Nine, I could fuck the Pastor Wife [Verse 11] Passed out on the floor, on the floor, aye Double cup you know I'm pourin' up I need some more I don't really care no more, aye I was in the cut with my niggas in Dior Passed out, passed out on the floor, aye Pour me on my double cup I think I need some more I don't really care no more, aye I'm in the cut with my niggas rockin' Dior I just hit a strip, bad model bitch, she gon' swallow kids Fuck niggas hatin' had to hollow all my tips Pull up on the scene, had to make it hip, hip, hip I shoot from the hip, shit, lick, I'ma hit a lick She gon' lick, lick all up on the dick She gon' do the trick, do that for a grip, aye I'm in the cut and I'm zooted, yo' bitch she know what she doing She off the molly, she cruisin' Fucking that bitch make a movie, I get her wet like jacuzzi I do not fuck with that pussy, it smell like fish, I don't fuck with the sushi [Verse 12] Chop it like Suey, chop it like Suey She finna swallow my family guy, I feel like I'd be Stewie Chop it like Suey, chop it like Suey She finna swallow my family guy, she swallow kids, not a family guy She finna swallow my family guy, told her that I'm not a family guy I am already high, I'm off a Xanny, I'm touchin' the sky Fuckin' your bitch and I'm tellin' her bye, I'm not a family guy She said she gon' have my kids, I'm not a family guy All these little niggas in my crib, I'm not a family guy Bitch, I'm already high, I'm off a Xan, and I'm touchin' the sky Swallow my kids, she gon' do that shit like family guy Told her that I'm not a family guy All these little niggas, family guy, aye I make a movie, I'm poppin' footballs, Arnold or Stewie Look at your bitch, look at your bitch, I chop it like Suey Chop it, screw it, I renew it She finna swallow my family guy These Xanny's take me on a hell of a ride She said she gon' have my kids, I told her I'm not a family guy I look in the mirror, I'm already high, hell of a ride She said she gon' swallow my kids, family guy Little niggas all up in my crib, I'm not a family guy That's how it is, I'm not a family guy She said she gon' swallow my kids, little nigga all up in my crib I told her I'm not a family guy I got the ammo, I shoot this shit just like Rambo Old money, Benjamin Franklin my grand folk I pull up on him, chopper make him get low Get low, get low, get low, I ain't talkin' about no Limbo Shout out to my camphor, hold them guns, ten, two hands Bitch, that shit look like a Akimbo Bad lil bitch from Tennessee, she the only ten I see She just keep on toppin' me, swallow my family- I'm not a family guy Look in the mirror, I see three of me, I told you that I'm already high Touchin' the sky, nigga, you know you not fuckin' with I Xanny and Perky, that shit took me on a hell of a ride Fuckin' your bitch and I'm gettin' inside [Verse 13] Told her I'm a hell of a guy, she know that I'm high I pop another Perky and I'm touchin' the sky I'm feelin' like the man, you ain't fuckin' with I I run away to gun, cock it back and say bye That bad bitch fuckin', only took me one time That Rollie on my wrist is lookin' like the sunshine You not about yours, I know that I'm 'bout mine Pull that gun out, cock it back and lock it, stop sign I be with them niggas throwin' up them gang signs Surfin' on your bitch, you know I got the hang time Dunkin' on your bitch, I'm Kobe with the hang time Under the legs, I fuck that bitch and she give me the head Niggas be snitchin', they callin the fed [Verse 14] It's tearing me apart, It's tearing me apart I know you see me on TV, everyday I'm goin' hard Your boyfriend talkin' crazy, you know we gon' stomp the yard Choppa goin' brazy, it's gon' tear his ass apart Give me head like you smart, I know you ain't smart You be playin' games, you don't ever play your part I ain't playin' fair, baby, I'm just playin' hard I ain't playin' fair, so best bitch just put up your guard, hey I'm in the cut, heartbreakin' Hit her from the back, I got her soul taken Smokin' good pack, that Jamaican No matter fact, I'm feelin' like a fuckin' Asian Eyes low, Rollie in a different time zone I know, I was trappin' off the iPhone Your hoe gave me dome while your mom home Then I got some dome from your mom in your mom's home Aye, slow that shit down like the Matrix Fuckin' your bitch, she gon' face it Her pussy my favorite, my music all over her playlist I'm on my slay shit, NBA live, dunkin' that bitch like it's 06 Niggas, they don't make it; no hits I'm in too deep like the ocean, I pour a four with a potion, yeah That be the potion, yeah, it got me floatin', yeah I already know it, he is imposin' That nigga just as a poser, yeah [Verse 15] Ain't no tag along's, she wanna tag along She love the way I write the songs I can't right my wrongs, but this ain't not a sing-along It's not a sing-along She still gon' tag along She'll tag along She'll tag along She say she came from Babylon, aye That's a baddie in a Devil costume, huh That's a baddie and she goin' off shrooms Pull up in the party, yeah, that's what I do I'ma drop my hoes, then I drop a coupe Bad bitch came over and she fuckin' for fuel I'ma pull up in the room and I'm on other shrooms [Verse 16] They, playin' tag, .40 in my bag Stuntin' all day, I don't even gotta brag Tryna get rich so I don't gotta chop a tag Tryna get rich so I don't gotta sell a grab .40 in my bag, run up, I'ma blast, uh, aye Givenchy is hangin' off my ass, uh, aye I left my demons up in the past, aye I am addicted to gettin' cash, aye Run the racks up, run the racks up, aye Choppa on my hip, he gon' need back up Real nigga, make a fake nigga back up These niggas, they be hatin', they be actors They be captors, aye I don't got no time for their reactions, aye Shoot this shit, I feel like Jon Paxson He be complainin', baby, I be rappin', aye I was in the studio posted, toasted Run up on a nigga, then it's over, over Marchin' on that nigga like a soldier, soldier All my niggas came from a Nolia, tote it He don't want no smoke, he ain't smokin' Baby, I'm a smoker, I smoke him Baby, where the smoke at? Niggas think they in it, but they not and they know that That bitch finna bop on the squad like Kodak [Verse 17] Fuckin' on my squad, she gon' wrap it like a throwback She know I'm the man, yeah, yeah, yeah, she know that She gon' bop on the whole team like Kodak She gon' bop on the whole team like Kodak Fuckin' on my squad, she gon' wrap it like a throwback I'm the man, yeah, yeah, yeah, and she know that She gon' bop on the whole squad like Kodak She gon' bop on the whole squad like Kodak I was in the paint, yeah, I was pistol totin' Catch a fuck nigga in the motherfuckin' open Give me head, baby girl, like you know it Give me good head, but she makin' no sense Got my Ruger Clip, that's my Ruger Clip That's a ruler clip I be usin' it, I be in the cut Off the juice and gin, listenin' to in the cut I be vibin', I'ma vibe to survive I'ma get it right I get high, super high, I'ma touch the sky I'm not man, I'm a God, you can't fuck with I She gon' fuck me and her friends, yeah, she fuckin' bi Hit her one time, tell her fuckin' bye Say bye two times, yeah, that's two byes She from Dubai, been through a few guys But she treat me like a new guy And you know that, she gon' wrap my team like a motherfuckin' throwback She gon' bop on the squad like Kodak And you know that, baby, and you know that Wet the whole team like a throwback She gon' bop on the squad like Kodak And you know that, baby, and you know that And you know that, baby, and you know that Runnin' up the racks, these bitches they get annoyin' .23 in my .45, I ball like Jordan Niggas talkin' dumb till I pull up like Ben Gordon Lucky shots, killin' lucky opps I don't fuck with cops, make a body drop Then the molly pop, it can get it poppin' like a couple Ollies, nah Rockstar in the booth, feel like Ozzy now Bad bitch, she bomb, Kamikaze now I can't calm down, need it right now I'm so fresh, I'm so fresh, need no wipe down In the cut with my gun, tell him pipe down Got the pipe out, that shit dead, Barney Mac now Skate up on a nigga like a blackout Fuck her from the back, you know I make her tap out I ain't flirtin', but thee nigga got my Mac out Back down And you know that she gon' bop on the whole squad like Kodak She gon' wrap the whole squad like a throwback Yeah, and you know that, yeah, and you know that She gon' wrap the whole squad, wear it like a throwback Boppin' on the whole squad, kinda like Kodak And you know that, baby, and you know that, yeah And you know that, baby, and you know that, yeah You know that, yeah, yeah, yeah, you know that I'm a real nigga, you know that I show that, aye Nice in my hand, baby, hold it I am in the cut, pistol totin' I be Xannin', yeah, barely standin', yeah I'm outlandish, yeah, in the planet, yeah Go bananas, yeah, with my Nina, yeah Wet 'em up like, wait, Aquafina Whip that work like Hurricane, no Katrina Servin' like Serena, yeah She from Venus, bad bitch, she don't mean it The meanest of the meanest She think that she mean, baby, I'm a little meaner [Outro] I'm in the cut with a Nina Run up on me, I'm a heater Chopper look like a fajita, yeah, aye, -jita Niggas don't got no stripes, I got my shit like a zebra