On. Now lyrics

[Verse 1: Snow Tha Product]
I got like a thousand reasons to quit this sh*t
One big reason to not
I'm that long haired chick with a bunch of shoes
That got 45 grand in a box
I put it on mind then I'm raising the stocks
Check me online, you can figure what I got
But I guarantee that you coming up short
Cause I'm more offline and I'm more on the block
And I still throw up that west like Pac
And I'm old school like record shops
Little hot chick that mess gettin' hot
Little setback but I progressed a lot
And I'm blessed a lot, I object to the fraud
Till I get the props, I know yes I’m all of the better of the crap
Of the best you got, and I'm still that Mex, that flex off top
And I got that skin tone that they love to hate
Smoking and sipping that bubbly
And these haters still try to bring me down
So they bring me up when they conversate
Cause I live down South but I'm from the Bay
No visits b*tch I'm accompanied
If you ain't stick with me you ain't getting sh*t
When we finally break any f*cking day
Cause its product on minds and I means it
My bars 'bout as fire as the weed is
Any b*tch say she don't wanna no beefing
If she do then I'm finna make her vegan
Cause I be's this and I seen this
And I speak this cause I know
Everybody far out in the game cause they know about the name
But they still tryna keep me on the low
When I be like motherf*ckas scared to collab with me
Still say they real in the magazines
But they don't wanna get killed on the track when I spill
What I rap and I give 'em no apology
Cause see, all these b*tches all photo shoots
And all diva chicks and ghost written sh*t
But I'm killing it and I swear this Fall
I'm finna hurt more than just feelings, b*tch
[Hook: Snow Tha Product]
Motherf*ckers talking but don't really make a sound
You see everybody calling when you finally get around
That we on now, always going down
Say that when you know we in your town
Now we telling 'bout getting back without you in the track
Now they getting flats now we getting cash where we at
Now they feeling that, now we finna back cause we can
So we been in that, now we get the chance to hit it where
We on now, always going down
Say that when you know we in your town

[Verse 2: Trae The Truth]
Pull up in the Maserati, I wear pitch black
I'm still the king, b*tch, admit that
Real n*gga riding the game, he can't get back
I don't give a f*ck about your b*tch, get that
If a n*gga want to be a thug, Imma show 'em what to do
Get your head chopped off like (?)
Everybody in the hood love me, know you
I've been in the gut, what the f*ck you gonna do
f*ck you, tell them n*ggas I was in it for the win
Rise so high n*gga should've been a swing
Yeah (?)
Go so hard in this track, n*gga here we go again
I'mma f*ck a n*gga, wanna get no sh*t with me
I been in the Benz since '93, I make a n*gga rewrite sh*t and get lost
Had people looking for you all OTP
Put him in the box, I put him in the river
Say you got ice, hope a n*gga don't shiver
Your sh*t trash, should've been rid off
My sh*t cool, your sh*t look bitter
Look f*ck n*gga, I'm the king of Texas
South, west side, where the hood get reckless
Should sit down like I get restless
Certified fake n*gga, ain't no guessing
Rapped the aces, but to the motherf*ckas down the corner cause (?)
I do it for the team, n*gga, worth your time
n*gga f*ck get mad, n*gga better get dough
Shoe box n*gga better get low
I lean on a n*gga like a (?)
Ask more sh*t, n*gga better get low
[Hook: Snow Tha Product]
Motherf*ckers talking but don't really make a sound
You see everybody calling when you finally get around
That we on now, always going down
Say that when you know we in your town
Now we telling 'bout getting back without you in the track
Now they getting flats now we getting cash where we at
Now they feeling that, now we finna back cause we can
So we been in that, now we get the chance to hit it where
We on now, always going down
Say that when you know we in your town