"On Point Or Not" lyrics
(That's that gas, that global high)
Who want beef, like who want war? Pussy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I been tryna dish it out, fuck nigga dissing 'bout it
Soon as I see him, send him bye, like boy, it ain't no hi
Why the hell you in the streets? I know you scared to die
I know you scared to dive inside that water, test it out, yeah
Yeah, I'm sorry mama, yeah, I know I stress you out, yeah
I don't ride with homie, I don't know if he'll tell or not
This Call of Duty, I been blowing up like juggernaut
Who want war? Like point 'em out, who is you? On point or not
Catch him on his block, I tootsie roll him up
Ever since I tried to rap, I swear that I been going up, oh Lord
And got up out the streets, they turned a robber to a [?]
Nigga tried to rob young Xho, and ask what happened to the boy
These boys been stepping on that shit, and they been dancing on that boy
I brought my weapon in this bitch, they don't even check me at the club
I been taking niggas down so I ain't never had a plug
And you better not drop a diss, can't wait to take a nigga up
Yeah, I'll be outside, like who want smoke?
He died for speaking on the bro
This bitch bad as hell, I might go fuck this bitch with the trojan
Spit it raw, I don't need no trojan
Nigga pussy cat, Doja
I don't fuck with [?] or the preacher in this bitch, I'm holy
Cartier my wrist, it's stolen
Send him up for speaking on it
Dissing who? Know we been on it
We gon' shoot [?]
Put a whole M up for my son, that shit just for Xhosen
This shit crazy, before he was born, that young nigga GOATed
Hell yeah, the coupe look like Batman
Make him disappear, I do that boy just like Sandman
I been staying away from features, shit, I don't fuck with [?]
Yeah, if I go hit his block, I'm in the [?] damn, damn
Who want beef? I don't fuck with the ham, damn, damn
Yeah, chopper beat like I'm in the fucking band, man
I just hit your ho, she all at home, I call it grand slam
Fuck it, get out there and hop in cars, the stolen new McLaren
Know the opps be having guns, but these niggas be sharing
Caught the boy down bad, he seen my face and then he ran
Dog gon' step on shit for what? Nigga, just because he can
Free my dog, free lil' Kell and free [?] out that can
Heard lil' Jon had just got out, so how did he go back again?
And soon as that hit got paid, I send my lawyer twenty grand
I was begging, I was pleading, asking for a second chance
These boys sheisty, they slimy, these boys Dirty Dan
(That's that gas, that global high)
These boys Dirty Dan
[?]
Spin just because he can [?]
Yeah, yeah
I been tryna dish it out, fuck nigga dissing 'bout it
Soon as I see him, send him bye, like boy, it ain't no hi
Why the hell you in the streets? I know you scared to die
I know you scared to dive inside that water, test it out, yeah
Yeah, I'm sorry mama, yeah, I know I stress you out, yeah
I don't ride with homie, I don't know if he'll tell or not
This Call of Duty, I been blowing up like juggernaut
Who want war? Like point 'em out, who is you? On point or not
Who want beef, like who want war? Pussy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I been tryna dish it out, fuck nigga dissing 'bout it
Soon as I see him, send him bye, like boy, it ain't no hi
Why the hell you in the streets? I know you scared to die
I know you scared to dive inside that water, test it out, yeah
Yeah, I'm sorry mama, yeah, I know I stress you out, yeah
I don't ride with homie, I don't know if he'll tell or not
This Call of Duty, I been blowing up like juggernaut
Who want war? Like point 'em out, who is you? On point or not
Catch him on his block, I tootsie roll him up
Ever since I tried to rap, I swear that I been going up, oh Lord
And got up out the streets, they turned a robber to a [?]
Nigga tried to rob young Xho, and ask what happened to the boy
These boys been stepping on that shit, and they been dancing on that boy
I brought my weapon in this bitch, they don't even check me at the club
I been taking niggas down so I ain't never had a plug
And you better not drop a diss, can't wait to take a nigga up
Yeah, I'll be outside, like who want smoke?
He died for speaking on the bro
This bitch bad as hell, I might go fuck this bitch with the trojan
Spit it raw, I don't need no trojan
Nigga pussy cat, Doja
I don't fuck with [?] or the preacher in this bitch, I'm holy
Cartier my wrist, it's stolen
Send him up for speaking on it
Dissing who? Know we been on it
We gon' shoot [?]
Put a whole M up for my son, that shit just for Xhosen
This shit crazy, before he was born, that young nigga GOATed
Hell yeah, the coupe look like Batman
Make him disappear, I do that boy just like Sandman
I been staying away from features, shit, I don't fuck with [?]
Yeah, if I go hit his block, I'm in the [?] damn, damn
Who want beef? I don't fuck with the ham, damn, damn
Yeah, chopper beat like I'm in the fucking band, man
I just hit your ho, she all at home, I call it grand slam
Fuck it, get out there and hop in cars, the stolen new McLaren
Know the opps be having guns, but these niggas be sharing
Caught the boy down bad, he seen my face and then he ran
Dog gon' step on shit for what? Nigga, just because he can
Free my dog, free lil' Kell and free [?] out that can
Heard lil' Jon had just got out, so how did he go back again?
And soon as that hit got paid, I send my lawyer twenty grand
I was begging, I was pleading, asking for a second chance
These boys sheisty, they slimy, these boys Dirty Dan
(That's that gas, that global high)
These boys Dirty Dan
[?]
Spin just because he can [?]
Yeah, yeah
I been tryna dish it out, fuck nigga dissing 'bout it
Soon as I see him, send him bye, like boy, it ain't no hi
Why the hell you in the streets? I know you scared to die
I know you scared to dive inside that water, test it out, yeah
Yeah, I'm sorry mama, yeah, I know I stress you out, yeah
I don't ride with homie, I don't know if he'll tell or not
This Call of Duty, I been blowing up like juggernaut
Who want war? Like point 'em out, who is you? On point or not
