Klean - What He On?

Uh, pop that they like, "What he on?" (Woo)
Ain't never need no fucking stylist (Woo)
Thots out and I put em on
Me, they say lil' Jace can't do stylin' (Woo)
She sayin' she think of me
Uh, she just been thinkin' 'bout crack
Oh no, I be getting to it and she know
Beamer and my team rolls
Don't back up here like you're gone
I'm on a xan, I'm a knight
I'm on a football, rollin'
I need ten kids, I don't lie
Hittin' that bitch with no Trojan
Glock gotta drum like a rollin'
Machine, machine, machine
Glock gotta drum like a rollin'
Machine, machine
Jump up in that ride
I ain't never lie
You can spin on this block
If the nigga contemplating dying
Jump up in that ride
I ain't never lie
You can spin on this block
If the nigga contemplating dying
Don't switch sides
Don't switch sides
Don't switch sides now that you've picked the wrong fight
Heating up the MAC-10 like it's a piece of pie
Are you afraid to die?
Hop in the two-door coupe with six passengers and then we floor it
Thinking about dying today?
Well you better hope you don't end up on the floor, yeah
In the back of my mind
I'm thinking is she still thinkin' bout me (Think of me)
My vision starts to blur as I roll off the E
If I don't wake up tomorrow
I guess that's my destiny
Uh, pop that they like, "What he on?" (Woo)
Ain't never need no fucking stylist (Woo)
Thots out and I put em on
Me, they say lil' Jace can't do stylin' (Woo)
She sayin' she think of me
Uh, she just been thinkin' 'bout crack
Oh no, I be getting to it and she know
Beamer and my team rolls
Don't back up here like you're gone
I'm on a xan, I'm a knight

Written by:
Jace Salter, Jacob Vartuli

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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