On Site Lyrics – Youngboixander

On Site Lyrics by Youngboixander

(Ha yea)
(Who)
(Who)
(Who)

(Ybx)
(Yea)
We on site
We on go

Sticks and knives
Sleep yo bro
Sticks and knives
Sleep yo Ho

Sticks and knives
Pull up to yo home
You want to want to
You want to

Go and diss me
I’ll go and diss you
Get you bumped
For half a brick

Family won’t miss you
You think you tough
But you keep a box of tissues
No Ho wanna love you

No Ho wanna kiss you
Though we weren’t gonna have problems
No issues
Call up my gang of felons

Pull up with pistols
We on site
We on go
Sticks and knives

Sleep yo bro
Sticks and knives
Sleep yo Ho
Sticks and knives

Pull up to yo home
What’s it worth
To go and mean mug
Put yo flag on blast

Like I’m Murdoch
Red rum
I’ll call and get you murdered
I don’t care about your family

Or any morals
You said you want
To live that life
You want that smoke

I’ll Get you whacked
I’ll Get you sliced
I’ll Gеt you poked
We on site

Wе on go
Sticks and knives
Sleep yo bro
Sticks and knives

Sleep yo Ho
Sticks and knives
Pull up to yo home
(Yea)

(Wha)
Wha
(Wha)
(Yea)

(Wha)
(Wha)
(Wha)
(Wha)

(Wha)
(Yea)
(Wha)
(Wha)

(Wha)
(Wha)
(Ybx)
(Yea)

Yea my killers shoot (yea)
Yea my shooters kill (yea)
Call up 20 Tahoe’s
Them dracs gon make you spill (yea)

Bih you know you bonkers (yea)
I’ve seen you takin pills (yea)
You talk down on my mama
I get you stretched

You know the drill (yea)
With that drilly dumb bih
On my milky rock sh-
It don’t even matter Ho

What the hell you even did
I get a text from yo #ss
And I ain’t havin it
You better watch yo back

Cause I’m cold
Ho I turn quick
Yea Ho I flip bricks
I got money stashed away

For a time like this
Yo daughters smokin clouds
Yo son sellin counterfit
First time I met you Ho

I thought yo #ss was sniffin grit
And you prolly is
You should watch the way you speak
On me

Cause I’ll get yo wig split
Damn you’s a big bih
And You say you got money
But you really a broke bih

Yea you a joke bih
Like I said before
Yea you broke trick
Rely on yo chaser

For yo home bih
71-72 change yo code bih
Or I’ll have some double barrels
Up to yo bones bih

I don’t take disrespect
Yea that’s serious
You delirious
You delusional

Bih you be ludacris
Run up with a tooly
With a rooly clip
Stop actin so dumb

Stop actin stupid bih
You mustn’t know who I am
You a boomer bih
I’m the king Ho

I’ve been rulin it
I know your family’s addys too
We can really be
So through with this

You a childish bih
See ya, never
Yea you right
Until I call the hit
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Youngboixander Lyrics – On Site

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