We On (My Own Dick) (feat. Dizzy Wright / Pounds)

Came up from that gutter now we on, bitch

Moved out my mama's house and got my own shit

Fuck these niggas hatin', I'm on my own dick

Please don't blow my high I'm in my zone, bitch

Remember when they said I wouldn't make it

Now we get this guap, these niggas hatin'

Came up from the gutter now we on, bitch

Fuck these niggas hatin', I'm on my own dick

Codeine, soda pop, pour it up, sip it

Good afternoon, ho, jarren back up in them bitches

Dope boy still whippin' crack in the kitchen

Nigga hungry, don't know how to act in this condition

Pray to God, he don't leave us trapped in this position,

Drop a mixtape, then I hope these niggas listen

Faggot a&r with the damn criticism

I'm a fucking beast bitch this a damn lyricism

I'll slaughter you niggas

Get the dna, fuck around and father you niggas

Fv we don't want a part of you niggas

No bath salts but I'll eat the heart of you niggas

I'm appalled at, you niggas

If I ain't the shit tell me what you call this, you niggas,

I'm illuminati, I don't get involved with these niggas

Fuck around with mr. Benton and you all get disfigured

Shoutout to my chop, a-town, bitch, come to my block

East side nigga, never hung around cops

All eyes on me like I hung around pac

Best day she gon lick the cum from my cock

Pow! Hit a nigga with the gun in my sock

I'm high as hell, dizzy, what'd you put in my pot?

Fv 2013, bitch I won't stop

Came up from that gutter now we on, bitch

Moved out my mama's house and got my own shit

Fuck these niggas hatin', I'm on my own dick

Please don't blow my high I'm in my zone, bitch

Remember when they said I wouldn't make it

Now we get this guap, these niggas hatin'

Came up from the gutter now we on, bitch

Fuck these niggas hatin', I'm on my own dick

Who's the hottest in the game comin' with it?

Dizzy wright looking nice on the low-low

Solo dolo was the hit

You gotta admit, if I ain't the shit, what is this?

Last year, you wanna know what you missed?

Everything that got me up on the list

22, But all these grown bitches feeling a nigga

I don't talk about it if it don't exists

Niggas wanna get on but I'm a long way from going home

Going hard 'til the day that I'm old

While I'm on shit, I'm cross-fitted in vegas

Sipping this honey jack shit 'til it's gone

Everybody wanna kick it in the v.I.p.

With jarren benton and the d-I-z

See I'mma be this way 'til I motherfucking d-I-e

She wanna party? That's cool, but let me see id

Cause we outchea, with the rappin'

Stunting is a habit but it's fashion

I understand that a young nigga doing his thing

But I ain't fucking with the young ratchets

In there

Yeah you think you're cool, but I been there

You been wack, I’m angry like a nigga tryna get his kids back

Heads spinning, I'mma kick back

I ain't gon' trip, yeah I'mma get it in and then dipset!

Came up from that gutter now we on, bitch

Moved out my mama's house and got my own shit

Fuck these niggas hatin', I'm on my own dick

Please don't blow my high I'm in my zone, bitch

Remember when they said I wouldn't make it

Now we get this guap, these niggas hatin'

Came up from the gutter now we on, bitch

Fuck these niggas hatin', I'm on my own dick

King shit

Barley loaf

Big spliff

Cali smoke

Get ripped

Barely choke

Zip shit

Man, we dope

Got us off the block cause I eat off green

Heat off teens, geeked off beans

Slap a motherfucker, then I squeak off clean

Can't be sort of macking, bitch I'm candy quarter stacking

Made me snap and grab that ratchet from my ralphy lauren fashion

Tech is squeezing this ammo, now rest in peace on his mantle

Took his bitch and killed that pussy like second season sopranos

Had a good run now you don't want to quit

Hit him with the butt of the clip

Gun on my hip, I'm done shoveling shit

Started from the bottom now I'm under your bitch

Death defying

Testing, lying

They testifying

So it's best to fry'em

Like the best suppliers

I'm the next goliath

Dress so fresh, better pesticide'em

Remember me, the nigga that you said wouldn't make it

Got a base-side whore in the bed, butt-naked

Zac morris nigga, I'm a problem, I'm a headache

12'S in the back, got'em kicking like pelé

Kato on a warm day, might be in l.a.,

Nice breeze, palm trees, hanging with the esés

Heard about the gun ban yesterday my homeboy

Went and got a motherfucking sk

To me that feels mulled off, probably means zoloft

Can't shake the problems in my life they won't roll off

Lately I've been hanging around kaine like o-dog,

Feeling paranoid, am I tripping on all y'all

Life's in atlanta

I might go bananas

No basquiat nigga

My paint on this canvas

These voices I hear

When they call me I answer

Keep feeding me rappers

I'll eat'em like cancer

Aaaagggh

I go ape shit

I am not a human being, speak a different language

Shawty give me stupid head, call the ho brainless

Funny what these sucka niggas do to get famous

Check 1, 2, I got a couple screws loose

Niggas can't hang like a fucking loose noose

My high coming down I need a fucking parachute

Dame fucked around and let the animals loose

Yaah