*** On Life Lyrics – Giggs
So I am live, she’s tryna *** me while he’s tryna wipe
And I’m bout to finalize this final fight
But she like me a dish shining lights
I don’t trust em, I don’t trust ***
I don’t judge em, I’m just superstitious
But I’m too delicious
I’m just dripping, yeah my soupy dripping
Please don’t touch me, cause I’m cute and ticklish
And you’re 22, you’re the penny soon drop, get me room
We gon’ take her for the talk, talk We soon
Yeah I’m comin’ for them, then we move
Try to share it with them, nah, they refused
If everybody hates, who’s Terry Cruz
Think he’s black and white, but he boo
Leave a *** bruised up, yeah I’ll bet you bruised
I’ll just met with boo’s
Maybe lay a settle, give it couple weeks then
I go grab that metal, I’m thinkin’ fair
Yeah so, we can make it special
Even bring madman, he can grab a kettle
I put a filler where I buy, they been disrespectful
*** made niggas, probably wear still letters
I wonder what they’re drinking
They probably like prossecco, we could mop him up
And just wash him out they get old, suffer knack on that old
Ticklepink, they forever think I asked for the kitchen sink
We could make a phone call pulling different strings
Niggas made me sick, man these *** cringe
All we do is win, you know it goes bang once it hits the pin
I can put the shusha run it, you all hear a thing
Goin’ against a gang like *** in the wind
Don’t bullet proof your vest, bullet proof your skin
I’m a picture youngin’, left that boy with free shots in his pickled onion
Can’t get to you then *** it, we might creep your cousin
We might creep your brother They won’t see it coming
They better duck for cover, they been stuck in [?]
Can’t get him by the morning, get him done by night
Big hammers over here, right no hunting knife
They just slumped him, get him touched him twice
Then they jumped on backs
We destroyed them, we lift them in point em
*** Niggas now their run the streets spilling poison
Little duck niggas we should dip them in hayson
When it comes to dags to wrap *** with [?]
Real *** tapistry, deal with your casualty
Feed a snake, you get clapped with the accuracy
I handle more straps than the amnesty
I don’t *** you think they sent me to our magistrates