Iayze - Put Him On His (On His Ass) lyrics
[Iayze - Put Him On His On His Ass lyrics]
Go, go, ugh back on that Go shit, bitch
Like, ay, ay
We ridin’ round’ with sticks, bitch
If you know what that is
My chopper came with a lisp, bitch
If you know what that is
Kick through the back, I be
Like "FUCK THE MOM!", his mouth got that hit
I shoot up the world, I be "Fuck em all"
You’ll think I'ma Fascist
I be in the back of a Scat
Pack, going in front of a Track
That bitch be trackin'
The ARP just came with tracer rounds
Them bitches trackin'
Niggas actin' like they shooting
Up the whole city, these niggas be actin'
Nigga be fat as hell, you need to go outside
Touch a lil ass or some grass
Nigga be cap as hell, I get up on you
Then my Crip gon' steal yo ass
I'm back on that "Go!" shit, bitch
The shit that'll get a nigga momma smashed
I'm in that Scat, going too fast
Beating the dash he got the nerve to slide
Bullet put 'em on his ass
I'm in the back, with the matte
Black, smoking on a dead nigga, like a Black
Niggas be cap, but we know
That, spin over here
Then you must be smoking Crack
Kill his homie, I bet he won't get him back
You keep making them songs
Come over here and spin
I got yo bitch in a thong
The bitch tryna suck my dick
His new shit suck, put that shit in the bin
That lil boy a hoe
He ain't finna go on his lick
Be like, "Damn, bitch
You want Benihanas?" I want Ruth Chris!
In that stolo, I be sliding
That bitch a roofless
I swear I'm the youngest, richest nigga
Like I'll do it! Smoke that nigga if he
Think about shooting it!
Like, ay, ay
We ridin’ round’ with sticks, bitch
If you know what that is
My chopper came with a lisp, bitch
If you know what that is
Kick through the back, I be
Like "FUCK THE MOM!", his mouth got that hit
I shoot up the world, I be "Fuck em all"
You’ll think I'ma Fascist
I be in the back of a Scat
Pack, going in front of a Track
That bitch be trackin'
The ARP just came with tracer rounds
Them bitches trackin'
Niggas actin' like they shooting
Up the whole city, these niggas be actin'
Nigga be fat as hell, you need to go outside
Touch a lil ass or some grass
Nigga be cap as hell, I get up on you
Then my Crip gon' steal yo ass
I'm back on that "Go!" shit, bitch
The shit that'll get a nigga momma smashed
I'm in that Scat, going too fast
Beating the dash he got the nerve to slide
Bullet put 'em on his ass
I'm in the back, with the matte
Black, smoking on a dead nigga, like a Black
Niggas be cap, but we know
That, spin over here
Then you must be smoking Crack
Kill his homie, I bet he won't get him back
You keep making them songs
Come over here and spin
I got yo bitch in a thong
The bitch tryna suck my dick
His new shit suck, put that shit in the bin
That lil boy a hoe
He ain't finna go on his lick
Be like, "Damn, bitch
You want Benihanas?" I want Ruth Chris!
In that stolo, I be sliding
That bitch a roofless
I swear I'm the youngest, richest nigga
Like I'll do it! Smoke that nigga if he
Think about shooting it!