Текст песни on n on - Yahfs

The way I been goin, I end on forbes list
I'm doing this shit that you cannot afford, bitch
I'm sitting down and I talk to the gods
And im getting the knowledge, absorb it
They're trying to scheme and they're trying to take me down
But, I'm going to war den

It's 2am, I'm with my brothers and we are going all in
Keeping an eye out for undercovers
Cause we know that they're gonna walk in
Hedging my bets, flipping my chips
Eyes on my wrist, so I gotta dip
Lucky like I'm in a dip
Big chances that I'm gonna win

And the whole team gon' split
Getting a back and a burger like Uncle Chris
Feet don't sag but they burn on a mish
Blaze in the sun and I burn like a fish
Shit getting cold I'ma burn like a dish
Pinning you down I'ma murder this shit
Ever gon' catch you, they taking you in
Ever gon' catch you, they taking a hit

I hop in a jet and go to the lake
With a bitch with the big old titties
I know they wanna be me or they wanna be right with me
I'm in a brand new old black Porsche
And the gears just keep on shifting
I'm getting this bread, getting my net
I'm feelin' kinda addicted

Suckin my dick and
She call me a dickhead, (dickhead)
And I got new kicks so I'm gonna play croquet
I'm boutta dive in the deep end
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'ma go swim with the sharks and I hope I don't get bit
I'ma go get so rich and build this brick by brick
I want two lambs in my mansion on some cozy shit
Red and white beamer, matching with my theme and shit
They don't know I'm blind, always got my glasses on
Look in my blind spot, wonder what is going on

I see they're making songs but they going wrong
Like a lullaby I'm jingling on and on
Yeah, going on and on
Yeah, going on and on

Yeah, on and on
Yeah, yeah