Santos Santana - ON lyrics

ATC VERSE: Never stop living living the dream yeah you know this gon be the f**ing team $inigang all they f**ing talk about b**h n***as yeah you know you're in a drought I think it's time to redeem ourselves i stay piping in some f**ing hotel Yo girl just like a bell always loud and never f**ing stops I don't understand how they don't call the cops I nut in her eye so i call her cyclops I hit you up and give you some props Yeah she's a lil thottie Lil b**hes acting naughty Stupid lil b**h dotty She knows how i like my toppie all sloppy Yeah you know she keep on calling me papi So i guess this my new hobbie ATC CHORUS : b**hes on (x6) ATC SECOND VERSE: b**hes on b**hes inception ima keep sipping and sipping till i lose direction Gunshots in your direction yea you know that we be flexing yo b**h yeah she be stressing b**h n***as hoping that is a lesson You know who you are and you are who you know don't let no b**h n***a ruin the flow Look at me now look at me now before your king comes around He don't play around don't make a sound flow is so good ima go space bound not just world wide Ima need a tour guide for this f**ing mansion f** i just had an expansion im really bout The cash in i don't got much fashion but yo girl be looking at me with a pa**ion OTG: Yeah hating on me cause you know im the best Yo girl said she like me just look at the text Research before you get it off your chest King of this game but we ain't talking chess You say that you next but your music at rest Dont f** the kid cus you know that im blessed Ripped through these n***as like their jeans Distressed Tryna come for my throne-i ain't impressed Stalking my prey with my barrel suppressed Dont look back when i blow up and leave you dead My sound is what keeps you obsessed Just tryna make my own clouds I know my sound is what keeps you about All of sudden they hop on our route No flow in your verse that b**h is a drought Damn That b**h is a drought Yeah f** all these n***as you n***as straight clowns Think that its funny till i come around That 40 strapped on me-you won't like its sound Rounds flying out-yo mom on ground-you stand there frozen just looking around King of this hill-golden my crown k**er sh**-shell f** me all for the clout You girl doesnt love you-i know that no doubt Damn-$inigang stay counting fetty You peasants ain't ready-my bars wiegh too heavy ARs stay blasting make your kids confetti Delusional when i be smoking that heavy Pull up in foreigns-beamers n benzes She know who the best is She like me cus she know im rich and im reckless Peep all these diamonds that dance on my necklace Woah slow down Gold on my wrist like chris Glock 18s with extendo clips Activist-on the dash of the whip Gang sh**-im just hitting these licks Silly rabbit you know trix are for kids Not famous but you b**h takes my pics Call chigga to run up with dat stick Squeeze it once then we all plead the fifth Court is in session-ill serve you this sentence Yo b**h toss my salad she wanted some dressing Addressing you n***as take notes of this lesson Im f**ing yo b**h while a** in detention f**boys you know im the sh** You know ima blow-cus im coming up quick Rackings these k**s all you have is a**ists Dolce gabana all over my b**h The tommy all of over you jealous admit You n***as can't catch up i guess you unfit Counting the lapis you count counterfeit I am the boss of this mafia sh** You sinners disgusting throw you in the pit Mozart with strokes when i play violins When you hear my voice on the track you get chills through your skin Atc otg thats how you win Gang