YaBoy P.A - On Site (feat. Celly. Oso)

Sit yo dusty ass down, you've been saying the same shit
Don't nobody hear you now, fuck around, find out
Get lost, never find, we too
100 rounds, 100 rounds, 100 rounds, 100 rounds
Big dawg in this bitch
Shades on, fuck it, I'm the shit, yeah
Don't argue wit me, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site
Don't argue wit me, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site
Shoot a nigga, I'd rather shoot to the money
Can't be no bum what my momma told me
Threw my pistol in the trash came back, new pistol on me
Zips in the bag, wave to the money
Don't you make me go back
Still got my strap in the shoulder bag
Nina, my bitch get mad
Start going off like bah, bah
Goddamn, all that ass gon' shake something
It's a parade in my city when they see me coming
A D-boy, I ain't never ran for nothin
But a crazy ass bitch tryna get something
If it's money on the floor, gon' get it, get it
If it's money on the floor, gon' get it, get it
If it's money on the floor, gon' get it, get it
If it's money on the floor, now drop it to the floor
Six mile, six mile, six mile, six mile
Six mile, six mile, six mile
Six mile, six mile, six mile
Six mile, six mile, six mile
If it's money on the floe, then I'ma go get it
An I ain't arguin with no pussy or no hoe, nigga
Don't ever try me like I'm sweet, or I'm a joke, nigga
I'm really bout it, bout it, really with the smoke, nigga
Put a hunnit on your head an'ney a go get cha
Hunnit dollas, lot of money to a broke nigga
Caught em lackin he ain't even have the pole on him
Ain't wanna do emm, had the lil' homie stole on him
My opposition's hella timid, them niggas don't want the bidness
My young hyenas is wit it, them niggas get hella ignant
I'm serious, you niggas know that, quit playin before they show that
Ya picture be on the shirt an the liquor, they hafta to poe dat for real
I ain't even gotta put in the work
I know some lil savage niggas that'll do all the dirt
All dat talkin like he tough, gotta deal with it
Might try to let it go, but my lil' niggas is still with it
I'm outside, it ain't hard to find me
Got a couple niggas with me, ain't a squad behind me
You niggas hoes and some bum-ass niggas
So if it's up there, it's stuck there, you dumb-ass niggas
Big dawg in this bitch
Shades on, fuck it, I'm the shit, yeah
Don't argue wit me, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site
Don't argue wit me, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site
Don't, Don't it's on-site,
Don't, Don't, Don't, Don't
It's on-site, Don't Don't argue wit me, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site

Written by:
Marcel Payne, Timothy Mamon

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