Bro my adrenaline is running I am high nigga on the set nigga
Yeah I'm high asf f*ck man
Yea
Mula
YesSir
OnTheSet nigga
Yea uh
You like the way I f*ck you in this lex huh
Scream my name put this dick all in yo chest huh
Really don't know why these niggaz think they next
On the low got lil baby throwing the set up (ON THE GANG)
I don't give a f*ck about yo Ex huh
Heard he talking out his neck he ain't gone wet nothing
Got you toting round these choppaz like you DEX or something
Tell that nigga get a bag like you mex or something
Shit I'm f*cking on his main why he really mad
Eat capers walking out the mall designer bags
Counting heavy pape while yo bitch load the mag
Let her spin the SRT while I sit in the jag
Heard Doggy keep on dissing we don't say no name
F*ck fighting keep a bulldog like RoCaine
Love em then I leave em on my Rick James
But I feel like you the one I put that on the gang
Doing a hunnit in a charger down seventy five
Shit I'm a Ump juke the jakes if they get behind
You can be my Bonnie I'll be yo Clyde
Shit Put these phones in yo name if you down to ride
OnTheSet
She gone f*ck me in this lex
I like the way she give me neck
I like the way she give me
I like the way she give me
I like the way she give me neck
I know her nigga mad
I know her f*cking nigga mad
Yeah I put that on the set
Nigga I put that on the set
Yeah ouu ouu
KRAZY FACTS
Doggy keep on talking choppy he ain't up to nothing
Shit you need the opp gone hit the 1-800
She like the way I'm acting bad she I swear I'm mc lovin'
Shit I'm tryna out do buck I got sick stuffers
I bet that f*ck nigga mad I get off like this
My arab snuck the Draco in the joggin fit
I Ball on him
I make his bitch swallow all of my kids
Then have her play the dead beat role I'll never call again
BITCH BYE!
Wear the Montclair threw summer cause my heart cold
Show no love to no bitch cause they did me bold
In the trap by my lonely off of two 4's
F*cking on freak bitches bout to get expose
Hit the mall with my new bitch baby do you
Riding through the hood in the scat this a new coup
Feds trying link the Signal from me off the Bluetooth
Retros on my feet hit the stink meaner new shoes
Juss Bans - On the Set Lyrics
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Bro my adrenaline is running I am high nigga on the set nigga
Yeah I'm high asf f*ck man
Yea
Mula
YesSir
OnTheSet nigga
Yea uh
You like the way I f*ck you in this lex huh
Scream my name put this dick all in yo chest huh
Really don't know why these niggaz think they next
On the low got lil baby throwing the set up (ON THE GANG)
I don't give a f*ck about yo Ex huh
Heard he talking out his neck he ain't gone wet nothing
Got you toting round these choppaz like you DEX or something
Tell that nigga get a bag like you mex or something
Shit I'm f*cking on his main why he really mad
Eat capers walking out the mall designer bags
Counting heavy pape while yo bitch load the mag
Let her spin the SRT while I sit in the jag
Heard Doggy keep on dissing we don't say no name
F*ck fighting keep a bulldog like RoCaine
Love em then I leave em on my Rick James
But I feel like you the one I put that on the gang
Doing a hunnit in a charger down seventy five
Shit I'm a Ump juke the jakes if they get behind
You can be my Bonnie I'll be yo Clyde
Shit Put these phones in yo name if you down to ride
OnTheSet
She gone f*ck me in this lex
I like the way she give me neck
I like the way she give me
I like the way she give me
I like the way she give me neck
I know her nigga mad
I know her f*cking nigga mad
Yeah I put that on the set
Nigga I put that on the set
Yeah ouu ouu
KRAZY FACTS
Doggy keep on talking choppy he ain't up to nothing
Shit you need the opp gone hit the 1-800
She like the way I'm acting bad she I swear I'm mc lovin'
Shit I'm tryna out do buck I got sick stuffers
I bet that f*ck nigga mad I get off like this
My arab snuck the Draco in the joggin fit
I Ball on him
I make his bitch swallow all of my kids
Then have her play the dead beat role I'll never call again
BITCH BYE!
Wear the Montclair threw summer cause my heart cold
Show no love to no bitch cause they did me bold
In the trap by my lonely off of two 4's
F*cking on freak bitches bout to get expose
Hit the mall with my new bitch baby do you
Riding through the hood in the scat this a new coup
Feds trying link the Signal from me off the Bluetooth
Retros on my feet hit the stink meaner new shoes
Yeah I'm high asf f*ck man
Yea
Mula
YesSir
OnTheSet nigga
Yea uh
You like the way I f*ck you in this lex huh
Scream my name put this dick all in yo chest huh
Really don't know why these niggaz think they next
On the low got lil baby throwing the set up (ON THE GANG)
I don't give a f*ck about yo Ex huh
Heard he talking out his neck he ain't gone wet nothing
Got you toting round these choppaz like you DEX or something
Tell that nigga get a bag like you mex or something
Shit I'm f*cking on his main why he really mad
Eat capers walking out the mall designer bags
Counting heavy pape while yo bitch load the mag
Let her spin the SRT while I sit in the jag
Heard Doggy keep on dissing we don't say no name
F*ck fighting keep a bulldog like RoCaine
Love em then I leave em on my Rick James
But I feel like you the one I put that on the gang
Doing a hunnit in a charger down seventy five
Shit I'm a Ump juke the jakes if they get behind
You can be my Bonnie I'll be yo Clyde
Shit Put these phones in yo name if you down to ride
OnTheSet
She gone f*ck me in this lex
I like the way she give me neck
I like the way she give me
I like the way she give me
I like the way she give me neck
I know her nigga mad
I know her f*cking nigga mad
Yeah I put that on the set
Nigga I put that on the set
Yeah ouu ouu
KRAZY FACTS
Doggy keep on talking choppy he ain't up to nothing
Shit you need the opp gone hit the 1-800
She like the way I'm acting bad she I swear I'm mc lovin'
Shit I'm tryna out do buck I got sick stuffers
I bet that f*ck nigga mad I get off like this
My arab snuck the Draco in the joggin fit
I Ball on him
I make his bitch swallow all of my kids
Then have her play the dead beat role I'll never call again
BITCH BYE!
Wear the Montclair threw summer cause my heart cold
Show no love to no bitch cause they did me bold
In the trap by my lonely off of two 4's
F*cking on freak bitches bout to get expose
Hit the mall with my new bitch baby do you
Riding through the hood in the scat this a new coup
Feds trying link the Signal from me off the Bluetooth
Retros on my feet hit the stink meaner new shoes
Writer: Devin Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid