Lyrics On The Scene - Onnagondola

Trap jumping take a leap, trapping on the scene
Got the gadget with the beam, Santana on the scene
Smoking opps in Russian Crème, trapping on the scene
Fuck yo hoe and then I leave, got your bitch cum on my jeans
Control, alt, delete, trapping on the scene
You get blasted with the beam, hit him with the heat
I be wavy no beach, trapping on the scene
Hearts on my boxer briefs, CDG Supreme
Acting savage on the scene, got a loaded magazine
Stock X factory, hit a lick and leave
You could get deceived, shoot him, make him seize
Got a shooter with the lean he got toolies with the gleam

Pull up smoke him like a wood, pull up smoke him like a pipe
You just act so goofy and you fucking up your life
We put you out like a light, out of mind I'm out of sight
Chinatown city lights, I'm just tryna live and vibe
But I do stupid shit and die, I'm a gangster I can't cry
You could see pain in my eyes I seen someone's soul rise
Now I'm feeling dead inside everybody telling lies
Walking around in disguise, "what the fuck you looking fried"
Stupid fuck I'm staying high, ignorant I can't lie
Do not tell me why and I'm not good at goodbyes
Post up in the sky this bitch give me skull at night
I be in the sky, don't fuck up my high
Designer on my mind, yeah I pull up with my slime
In the frog eyes you get hogtied then we leave you outside
That's probably a sign, we gon leave you trainside
That's for trading sides, yeah, I be with the hive
I be with the tribe yeah, you don't wanna try
You don't wanna try, make him suicide himself off the psilocybin
Sadboi on the live, wavy like a tide
Drugs changing my mind, rips in my jeans not Off-White
I'm in half life playing with my life, playing with a beam
Shooting on sight, pull up tonight, pull up tonight, yeah

Trap jumping take a leap, trapping on the scene
Got the gadget with the beam, Santana on the scene
Smoking opps in Russian Crème, trapping on the scene
Fuck yo hoe and then I leave, got your bitch cum on my jeans
Control, alt, delete, trapping on the scene
You get blasted with the beam, hit him with the heat
I be wavy no beach, trapping on the scene
Hearts on my boxer briefs, CDG Supreme