Boldy James, Smoke DZA, The Cool Kids - On The Set lyrics
[Boldy James, Smoke DZA, The Cool Kids - On The Set lyrics]
(Skrt, skrt)
On the set
Everything clean, catch a jet
In the set
Wearin' rare stones on the neck
In the set (set)
Give me my respect and a check
And I'm set with it
Pull up with the bag and I'm flexin'
Aye what that nigga say
Chuckie braved up we freed up we read up
Before his first tour I
Was knowin' Justin Bieber
My partner need ten grand
O'Casse need a Visa
We tie the loose knot so we out to Pommerania
Rain drop rainy and watch is titanium
Pickin' with who I'm hangin' with
'cause these niggas dangerous
Get the Oscar
6' 1' nigga tryna fit in a Boxster
I had some fool niggas around I
Had to let 'em go
I knew 'em since Biology class
But bro you never know
Right when that economy crashed when
I was gettin' on
And people in the poverty class
The ghetto stay awoke
No rest for the weary I'm serious
I ask Siri who the freshest nigga period
She said you knew before you
Stepped into the mirror
A Zeiss lens couldn't make
The picture no clearer
Seein' everything clean through the lens
We the dream team had to lean on the fence
Now I peep the scene from
The seat of the Benz
What's the dealie Master C with the rims
On the set
Everything clean, catch a jet
In the set
Wearin' rare stones on the neck
In the set (set)
Give me my respect and a check
And I'm set with it
Pull up with the bag and I'm flexin'
You heard what he said Rocks we held
Out scale pounds is selled out
If it hit the mailbox then bring
It down to Boldy house
I held the spot like I hit it on the dot
Add it to the pot and I stash it in my sock
Pass my man the jod and
I'll catch another jab
My United Center niggas watched the Bulls
Beat the Cavs from the box
What I said is these little shorties hot
Coulda been the next LeBron but
It's pills he gotta cop
And some softie got him off
Pass him a gold cross like Nas gave Lil Dog
Man I always had my pops so
I share it with the block
That verse from One Love raised
A lotta niggas up
Park benches of the projects
In that white ever Avirex
Put it 'round his neck told him
We 'gon make a bet
You could sell this fool a check
Man I put that on the set
Seein' everything clean through the lens
We the dream team had to lean on the fence
Now I peep the scene from
The seat of the Benz
What's the dealie Master C with the rims
On the set
Everything clean, catch a jet
In the set
Wearin' rare stones on the neck
In the set (set)
Give me my respect and a check
And I'm set with it
Pull up with the bag and I'm flexin'
Button up Burberry number 3 cement
Jewelry worth a 100 plus money
Fresh up out the mint
Everything mint condition when I step
Up out the Benz
Transparent Cartie lens with the
Root beer tint
Get caught with the strands on me
That's a two year bit
Me, Rocks Tris and Shruddie we the toothpick clique
Nasir the big homie I'm the
One he gave the crucifix
Fingernails dirty
Nigga I be thumbin' through some shit
Runnin' through them icky woods in
The hood movin' grits
Big bag full of chickens so
Imma call 'em Bucharest
All of my youngins brag about is
Who could shoot the best
Sippin' on that yellow tussin'
Thinkin' it's some Mucinex
Night slappin' in the p-jects
Dingy white tee with the
Ring 'round my v-neck
Not a murder in my v soundin' like a T-Rex
From selling mink white works
And some Kleenex
20 years since Big gone since then
It's been a shit storm
I want the Benjis, fuck the bitcoin
Superman iceberg for Lil Shawn
Lay the foundation to build on
Toast to the real ones
Don P. bottles to drink responsibly
Feelin' like A.C. Slater in this low varsity
Keep them hypebeasts the fuck far from me
Kush god bitch I'm livin' in
Friendly cat when he hatin' he real polite
Probably pillow talk with the bitches
I know your type
But dog I ain't the one
To judge so it's aight
Pull up in the drop and take the
Top off at the light (skrt)
Checkpoint couldn't find the work
Wasn't their fault
Lost your whole flow 'cause your
Path was a airball
Holdin' no punches keepin' it real tall
On my way to Italy meetings with Gilmore
Seein' everything clean through the lens
We the dream team had to lean on the fence
Now I peep the scene from
The seat of the Benz
What's the dealie Master C with the rims
On the set
Everything clean, catch a jet
In the set
Wearin' rare stones on the neck
In the set (set)
Give me my respect and a check
And I'm set with it
Pull up with the bag and I'm flexin'
On the set
Everything clean, catch a jet
In the set
Wearin' rare stones on the neck
In the set (set)
Give me my respect and a check
And I'm set with it
Pull up with the bag and I'm flexin'
Aye what that nigga say
Chuckie braved up we freed up we read up
Before his first tour I
Was knowin' Justin Bieber
My partner need ten grand
O'Casse need a Visa
We tie the loose knot so we out to Pommerania
Rain drop rainy and watch is titanium
Pickin' with who I'm hangin' with
'cause these niggas dangerous
Get the Oscar
6' 1' nigga tryna fit in a Boxster
I had some fool niggas around I
Had to let 'em go
I knew 'em since Biology class
But bro you never know
Right when that economy crashed when
I was gettin' on
And people in the poverty class
The ghetto stay awoke
No rest for the weary I'm serious
I ask Siri who the freshest nigga period
She said you knew before you
Stepped into the mirror
A Zeiss lens couldn't make
The picture no clearer
Seein' everything clean through the lens
We the dream team had to lean on the fence
Now I peep the scene from
The seat of the Benz
What's the dealie Master C with the rims
On the set
Everything clean, catch a jet
In the set
Wearin' rare stones on the neck
In the set (set)
Give me my respect and a check
And I'm set with it
Pull up with the bag and I'm flexin'
You heard what he said Rocks we held
Out scale pounds is selled out
If it hit the mailbox then bring
It down to Boldy house
I held the spot like I hit it on the dot
Add it to the pot and I stash it in my sock
Pass my man the jod and
I'll catch another jab
My United Center niggas watched the Bulls
Beat the Cavs from the box
What I said is these little shorties hot
Coulda been the next LeBron but
It's pills he gotta cop
And some softie got him off
Pass him a gold cross like Nas gave Lil Dog
Man I always had my pops so
I share it with the block
That verse from One Love raised
A lotta niggas up
Park benches of the projects
In that white ever Avirex
Put it 'round his neck told him
We 'gon make a bet
You could sell this fool a check
Man I put that on the set
Seein' everything clean through the lens
We the dream team had to lean on the fence
Now I peep the scene from
The seat of the Benz
What's the dealie Master C with the rims
On the set
Everything clean, catch a jet
In the set
Wearin' rare stones on the neck
In the set (set)
Give me my respect and a check
And I'm set with it
Pull up with the bag and I'm flexin'
Button up Burberry number 3 cement
Jewelry worth a 100 plus money
Fresh up out the mint
Everything mint condition when I step
Up out the Benz
Transparent Cartie lens with the
Root beer tint
Get caught with the strands on me
That's a two year bit
Me, Rocks Tris and Shruddie we the toothpick clique
Nasir the big homie I'm the
One he gave the crucifix
Fingernails dirty
Nigga I be thumbin' through some shit
Runnin' through them icky woods in
The hood movin' grits
Big bag full of chickens so
Imma call 'em Bucharest
All of my youngins brag about is
Who could shoot the best
Sippin' on that yellow tussin'
Thinkin' it's some Mucinex
Night slappin' in the p-jects
Dingy white tee with the
Ring 'round my v-neck
Not a murder in my v soundin' like a T-Rex
From selling mink white works
And some Kleenex
20 years since Big gone since then
It's been a shit storm
I want the Benjis, fuck the bitcoin
Superman iceberg for Lil Shawn
Lay the foundation to build on
Toast to the real ones
Don P. bottles to drink responsibly
Feelin' like A.C. Slater in this low varsity
Keep them hypebeasts the fuck far from me
Kush god bitch I'm livin' in
Friendly cat when he hatin' he real polite
Probably pillow talk with the bitches
I know your type
But dog I ain't the one
To judge so it's aight
Pull up in the drop and take the
Top off at the light (skrt)
Checkpoint couldn't find the work
Wasn't their fault
Lost your whole flow 'cause your
Path was a airball
Holdin' no punches keepin' it real tall
On my way to Italy meetings with Gilmore
Seein' everything clean through the lens
We the dream team had to lean on the fence
Now I peep the scene from
The seat of the Benz
What's the dealie Master C with the rims
On the set
Everything clean, catch a jet
In the set
Wearin' rare stones on the neck
In the set (set)
Give me my respect and a check
And I'm set with it
Pull up with the bag and I'm flexin'
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