La Badnewss, King Envy - ON G ON G Lyrics

Stop playing Lil baby shake some ass
Shut tf nigga you ain't getting cash
Stop playing Lil baby shake some ass
Shut tf nigga you ain't getting cash
On gang on gang on gang
Nigga love to scream it
But in real like they lame
On god on god on god
Left hand on the bottle
Right hand on the rod
Ima give them Badnewss
Till it's no more left
I'm keep screaming gang
Even on my last breath
Ima fig city baby
Got it tatted on my chest
I be riding solo dolo like mtfk the rest
Please don't hit my dm
If it's not about a check
He said his diamonds real
Well let's put it to the test
I'm not coming over unless you giving up the neck
I gotta bring the blower with me
Bitch you live in da jets damn
Huh gang!
What they talking bout
I call my choppa NLE cuz it walkem down
This that big boss talk you need to watch ya mouth
I got Badnewss for you
I'm da hottest out
Nigga start ducking and tucking shit
When I come around
I'm not none of you nigga
I got my own sound
I don't piece up on weed
I smoke out da pound
And when I get that bag it's in large amounts
I'm the driver and the shooter
No literally
Y'all all jokes like Larry
Y'all be killing me
I'm the driver and the shooter
No literally
Y'all all jokes like Larry
Y'all be killing me
I'm 1 up
I told him Run up n get done up
You ain't as tough as you thought without that gun huh
We really eating over here
Now Put them crumbs up
Stop playing Lil baby shake some ass
Shut tf nigga you ain't getting cash
Stop playing Lil baby shake some ass
Shut tf nigga you ain't getting cash
On gang on gang on gang
Nigga love to scream it
But in real life they lame
On god on god on god
Left hand on the bottle
Right hand on my rod

Stop playing Lil baby shake some ass
Shut tf nigga you ain't getting cash
Stop playing Lil baby shake some ass
Shut tf nigga you ain't getting cash
On gang on gang on gang
Nigga love to scream it
But in real like they lame
On god on god on god
Left hand on the bottle
Right hand on the rod
Ima give them Badnewss
Till it's no more left
I'm keep screaming gang
Even on my last breath
Ima fig city baby
Got it tatted on my chest
I be riding solo dolo like mtfk the rest
Please don't hit my dm
If it's not about a check
He said his diamonds real
Well let's put it to the test
I'm not coming over unless you giving up the neck
I gotta bring the blower with me
Bitch you live in da jets damn
Huh gang!
What they talking bout
I call my choppa NLE cuz it walkem down
This that big boss talk you need to watch ya mouth
I got Badnewss for you
I'm da hottest out
Nigga start ducking and tucking shit
When I come around
I'm not none of you nigga
I got my own sound
I don't piece up on weed
I smoke out da pound
And when I get that bag it's in large amounts
I'm the driver and the shooter
No literally
Y'all all jokes like Larry
Y'all be killing me
I'm the driver and the shooter
No literally
Y'all all jokes like Larry
Y'all be killing me
I'm 1 up
I told him Run up n get done up
You ain't as tough as you thought without that gun huh
We really eating over here
Now Put them crumbs up
Stop playing Lil baby shake some ass
Shut tf nigga you ain't getting cash
Stop playing Lil baby shake some ass
Shut tf nigga you ain't getting cash
On gang on gang on gang
Nigga love to scream it
But in real life they lame
On god on god on god
Left hand on the bottle
Right hand on my rod