"On My Head" lyrics
Itchy-itchy, pop shit, nigga (Huh?)
One-up top, Ahk
It's one-up top, Ahk
Hell yeah, I'm from the HellGang, ayy (Huh?)
Niggas from hella other gangs, I'm from HellGang
Huh? Yeah
Them niggas gon' have to do it if they want me dead (Word up)
I don't think they put enough cottage on my head (Word up)
I don't think they put enough cottage on my head (What's up, homie?)
And my bitches just pay me every dollar on my head (Huh?)
Nigga, [?] bangin', I be flanked up (Nigga, flanked up)
Red Mob, Chuck Taylors fully laced up
I'm checking every dollar off that bitch's pay stub
And I fuck my hookers in her house, it's on the gang, Uzz
Straight the fuck up, this real Zilla shit
Mind your own business 'cause my business ain't legitimate (Uh-huh)
I put the cookie stogie out, I couldn't finish it
Mozzy in the hood, at the Four Park, bickin' it (Ayy)
Ayy, we them niggas like a motherfucker, we them niggas
My bitch ballin', she just told me she don't need a nigga
They say it's $20,000 on me, who believe them niggas?
[?] for that 20 [?] (Word up)
And it don't matter who you ratted on, you're not team
How you havin' basic conversations With the SWAT team? (Yeah)
A hundred pack the only thing that the chop need
Pebble Beach donar, I can show you how the block bleed
Them niggas gon' have to do it if they want me dead
I don't think they put enough cottage on my head (Hell nah)
I don't think they put enough cottage on my head (Hell nah)
And my bitches just pay me every dollar on my head (HellGang)
I mean every word I said, we can get it blappin'
I'm addicted to the banger, play a yeeky at it Should include me in the static, illest niggas at it
Way before I chopped the locks I was known as Tim [?]
SK the cock, hold a 20 packet
It's really 20 on me, why them niggas cappin'?
The traffic be excessive at the real estate
He wiggled on the boys' rents, this where my lil' niggas stay
You afraid of doin' drills, but my drillers ain't
Shit just to prove that they'll do it, check the news, nigga
Shootin' niggas, soothe the nigga when you lose a nigga
My cousin duckin' with them suckas since he coolin' with them
I'm Stewie with the fully toolie, ask the homie Tuga
They happy Zilla Zoe gone like that's the only shooter
The suckas know he ain't the only one that's known for shootin'
Dome shots, body parts frozen like a photo shootin'
One-up top, Ahk
It's one-up top, Ahk
Hell yeah, I'm from the HellGang, ayy (Huh?)
Niggas from hella other gangs, I'm from HellGang
Huh? Yeah
Them niggas gon' have to do it if they want me dead (Word up)
I don't think they put enough cottage on my head (Word up)
I don't think they put enough cottage on my head (What's up, homie?)
And my bitches just pay me every dollar on my head (Huh?)
Nigga, [?] bangin', I be flanked up (Nigga, flanked up)
Red Mob, Chuck Taylors fully laced up
I'm checking every dollar off that bitch's pay stub
And I fuck my hookers in her house, it's on the gang, Uzz
Straight the fuck up, this real Zilla shit
Mind your own business 'cause my business ain't legitimate (Uh-huh)
I put the cookie stogie out, I couldn't finish it
Mozzy in the hood, at the Four Park, bickin' it (Ayy)
Ayy, we them niggas like a motherfucker, we them niggas
My bitch ballin', she just told me she don't need a nigga
They say it's $20,000 on me, who believe them niggas?
[?] for that 20 [?] (Word up)
And it don't matter who you ratted on, you're not team
How you havin' basic conversations With the SWAT team? (Yeah)
A hundred pack the only thing that the chop need
Pebble Beach donar, I can show you how the block bleed
Them niggas gon' have to do it if they want me dead
I don't think they put enough cottage on my head (Hell nah)
I don't think they put enough cottage on my head (Hell nah)
And my bitches just pay me every dollar on my head (HellGang)
I mean every word I said, we can get it blappin'
I'm addicted to the banger, play a yeeky at it Should include me in the static, illest niggas at it
Way before I chopped the locks I was known as Tim [?]
SK the cock, hold a 20 packet
It's really 20 on me, why them niggas cappin'?
The traffic be excessive at the real estate
He wiggled on the boys' rents, this where my lil' niggas stay
You afraid of doin' drills, but my drillers ain't
Shit just to prove that they'll do it, check the news, nigga
Shootin' niggas, soothe the nigga when you lose a nigga
My cousin duckin' with them suckas since he coolin' with them
I'm Stewie with the fully toolie, ask the homie Tuga
They happy Zilla Zoe gone like that's the only shooter
The suckas know he ain't the only one that's known for shootin'
Dome shots, body parts frozen like a photo shootin'
Writer(s): Timothy Cornell Patterson
