U NOT ON DAT! lyrics
by ISSBROKIE
[Intro]
I told you stop f*cking playing with me, dawg
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Quit the tough talk, boy, you not on that
b*tch, I'm shootin', we not doin' combat
You gon' pay me the money in teeth, ho
f*ck I look like signing a contract?
At the venue, they like, "Where the MØB at?"
Pull up deep with the crew like Straw Hats
With the fleet, KARMAMØB-ing in all black
f*ck a little bit, b*tch, I need all that
Lil' boy, I shut down yo' whole operation
Air yo' business out like I love the nation
Do yo' block January 6th, call up the gang and it's probably getting raided
Lil' f*ck boy want a problem with me, he be lucky if I even entеrtain it
Y'all ain't entertainin', sh*t is boring to me, thе only sh*t I'm worried about is getting payment
I ain't worried about me getting famous, only thing might happen, bring up old cases
Homie told me he would probably snitch, I just keep him 'round 'case I need to frame him
Talking sh*t and I'ma do you [?], you a fraud, b*tch, you ain't gangbanging
Yo' whole clique on that gay sh*t, f*ckboy probably like it in the anus
Twin Glocks and they stay clapping like yo' main b*tch when she get naked
Shawty holding on my arm, she in love with me, we ain't even really dating
We friends for the most, but I can't lie, we be getting to the mating
Japanese Denim on my body, just to see the price I had to translate it
[Bridge]
Speed this b*tch up really quick, yeah
Yeah, speed this b*tch up like I'm f*ckin' [?]
Hollow, hollow, hollow, hollow tips at yo' head top
Yeah, yeah, ayy
[Verse 2]
Okay, speed it up, I might f*ckin' up the pitch
We gon' beat him up, if not, we atleast gon' up the switch
Got him mad as hell, KARMAMØB just f*cked his b*tch, uh
I'm gon' eat her up, right after that [?]
Put the heater up, he act like I ain't stuck with this
Derek Jeter-ed up, this bat full of stanky p*ss
Got him heated up, 'cause he ain't doin' stuff like this
Marijuana seeded up, might grow a tree and smoke a spliff
Always keep a buck, give a f*ck 'bout how you feel 'bout this
If he seemin' tough, it's KARMAMØB, we roll with sticks
You ain't mean enough, I promise you won't up the blick
Like we cleanin' up, we sweep we block, he in the bin
ISSBROKIE