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ross allen - on who lyrics

[intro: ross allen]
my location on don’t care if i’m wanted
i took a tab and it feel like i’m haunted
i hit the tree and i turn to brick bunyan
i shed a tear when i pop my first onion

[chorus: ross allen and rus]
yeah lil brick n-gga
aye, put it on me imma flip
wait, point at it him he gon switch
aye, put it on me he a b-tch
aye, imma pull up iont diss
bae, she wanna l!ck on the tip
aye, put it on me imma swish
aye, put it on me imma hit

[verse 1: ross allen]
i got, dead presidents riding down connecticut
rolled two jays i f-cked around & connected them
i don’t hit the stu my n-gga i work in the residence
if the feds pull up then we got to eat the evidence
shawty invalid & she ain’t know that it’s prevalent
i’m the 7th letter man add that sh-t to my letterman
just another day another jay my daily medicine
catch me at a wizard game but you know i’m a philly fan
i been feeling really down but now i’m a hunnit grand
i been through some sh-t you n-ggas wouldn’t really understand
told my n-ggas be safe i heard they hopping out of vans
if the album flop then i’m on the block til’ i get a tan
wrote this sh-t when i was riding down kecoughtan
did it for the bans then we went & made a band
sleep on me bet i turn them sheep to a lamb
n-gga do you wanna race? i ain’t never ran
i might f-ck around and pull up in that godd-mn
these n-ggas wanna be me so its time to make a stan
wheelchair flows give them what they can’t stand
i never took handouts now i’m out of hand
self made n-gga yeah you know i made a plan
i’m still in debit so what n-gga and?
set the bar high it ain’t never gon land
i’m still k!lling sh-t nah my pen ain’t gon jam
woah i’m getting hot now i really need a fan
oh yeah pun intended, all these words i just play em
everything is on me n-gga i stamp
fresh up out the creases n-gga you know how i rock
pick it up lil n-gga this is straight drop
jaw too strong bet that sh-t ain’t gon lock
still the same brick n-gga this ain’t lil block
yeah it’s lil brick n-gga aye

[chorus]
aye, put it on me imma flip
wait, point at it him he gon switch
aye, put it on me he a b-tch
aye, imma pull up iont diss
bae, she wanna l!ck on the tip
aye, put it on me imma swish
aye, put it on me imma hit
wait, put it on me imma trip

[verse 2: ross allen]
your boyfriend he a square & all his n-ggas make a punnet
they don’t really want to f-ck around & be opponents
my location on don’t care if i’m wanted
i took a tab and it feel like i’m haunted
i hit the tree and i turn to brick bunyan
i shed a tear when i pop my first onion
might make a play you could watch it on hudl
got me a girl and she just want to cuddle
she do what i say i don’t get no reb-ttal
stay on the low so she thought i was taller
if she don’t get high i get low i won’t call her
she got to have brain like a freak and a scholar
do what i need anything for the dollar
lil brick i come at your neck like a collar
see me in public you’d think i’m a model
test out the drop imma sip out the bottle
i’m on the ave left lane full throttle
i don’t got cookie but this sh-t gelato
i’m out in g’town balling like otto
you don’t want beef n-gga stay out the taco
she want to f-ck & she came with a blindfold
stay on my sh-t n-gga i’m real live 10 toes
down, they can’t peep us i got tinted windows
smoking on granddaddy this not my kinfolk
she want to hang with the gang but she can’t go
i take the jay and remix it with mango
feel what i’m feeling you’d think you insane boy
eyes on the road better stay in yo lane boy
this not my fit now i need to go change clothes
i hit the plug he pulled up in durango
solb’ on my head wear that sh-t like a halo
put it on me it’ll go how i say so, n-gga

- ross allen lyrics

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