On N' On

We done fell in love again it just go on and on

I brought them boys out the trenches now the thugs be gone

I might just put this bih' on ten this her favorite song

She say Hrt the one he could never do no wrong

They say who is that Dior jack wit the shorts to match uh-uh

Where he at he a rat ima' knock him down for blah blah

Don't hit the flash VV Mike Jack stones do cha- cha

Left the trap cant go back pack ain't put Dior on mama

I be wit that

He be wit that

We be wit that

Chop go uh-ah-uh

My youngin' hit back

Right where yo' wig at

No shots at six packs

We go dumb

I pour my cup out stain the pavement Hrt cannot be drunk in love

Ain't got a heart now I'm sober I see it now that love is drugs

Hurt me now see what you is tried to think 'bout who you was

He found his peace in Percocet since they filled his boy with slugs

Can't be in fishbowls tint the windows want the Trackhawk like a limo

He love extendos on the pistol he a creep shit like a sicko

Engine six-o on da Benzo get her Bentayga color pinto

There that bitch go let the stick blow his lady crying turnt her widow

We done fell in love again it just go on and on

I brought them boys out the trenches now the thugs be gone

I might just put this bih' on ten this her favorite song

She say Hrt the one he could never do no wrong

They say who is that Dior jack wit the shorts to match uh-uh

Where he at he a rat ima' knock him down for blah blah

Don't hit the flash VV Mike Jack stones do cha- cha

Left the trap cant go back pack ain't put Dior on mama

I be wit that

He be wit that

We be wit that

Chop go uh-ah-uh

My youngin' hit back

Right where yo' wig at

No shots at six packs

We go dumb

Until you feel it for yourself I can't explain to you what pain is

Still got water dripping off me used to find me where the rain is

He say I'm famous you was my dawg can't take em' all when you make it

We both be out the trenches now only difference I was patient

We done fell in love again it just go on and on

I brought them boys out the trenches now the thugs be gone

I might just put this bih' on ten this her favorite song

She say Hrt the one he could never do no wrong

They say who is that Dior jack wit the shorts to match uh-uh

Where he at he a rat ima' knock him down for blah blah

Don't hit the flash VV Mike Jack stones do cha- cha

Left the trap cant go back pack ain't put Dior on mama