2 On Songtext
von Tinashe feat. Schoolboy Q
2 On Songtext
Mustard on the beat hoe
Give me all that you got now
Make you want me ′cause I'm hot now
I′m gone, so faded, I'm on one
Bang bang, pop off like a long gun
If you a lame nigga, you ain't making no noise
Get faded, turn up with the big boys
Live fast, die young that′s my choice
Get money, get money like an invoice
We can mob all in the whip (make the money)
Make the money make a grip (I be stuntin′)
I be stuntin' with my clique (gettin′ faded)
Getting faded 'til we trip (oh)
Man, I love to get on
I love to get 2 on
When the drink be too strong
When the tree be way too strong
Get-get-get faded, turn up, bruh
Pour it on up ′til I can't even think no more
Get-get-get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then
We can keep it lit, let′s roll
I love to get 2 on
Let's-let's-let′s roll
I love to get 2 on
I love to, let-let-let′s roll
I love to get 2 on
Let's-let′s-let's roll
I love to get 2 on
I love to, let-let-let′s roll
Yeah, we can get active
And all my bitches attractive
We go, you know who we are now
Get high, hotbox in my car now
If you a lame nigga, you ain't making no noise
Get faded, turn up with the big boys
Live fast, die young that′s my choice
Get money, get money like an invoice
We can mob all in the whip (make the money)
Make the money, make a grip (I be stuntin')
I be stuntin' with my clique (gettin′ faded)
Getting faded ′til we trip (oh)
Man, I love to get on
I love to get 2 on
When the drink be too strong
When the tree be way too strong
Get-get-get faded, turn up, bruh
Pour it on up 'til I can′t even think no more
Get-get-get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then
We can keep it lit, let's roll
I love to get 2 on (I love it)
Let′s-let's-let′s roll
I love to get 2 on (I love it)
I love to, let-let-let's roll
Uh, pull your panties down from under you
Beat that pussy up, make you wanna holla Q
Drunk than a bitch, high on that Mary Jane
Pussy in my mouth, pussy on my pinky ring
Nasty, maybe do it in the backseat
Swear this marijuana keep it cracking
Lights, camera, action, I ain't doing nothing ′til the cash in
Money, money, money, weed, fashion
Draped up and dripped out, keep the trees passing
Girl, toot that thing up, fuck me, fuck rapping
Days of our lives so clap, clap that cake
Spreading your thighs I pump, pump your brakes, ay
Just give me the trees and we can smoke it, yeah (smoke it, yeah)
Just give me the drink and we can pour it, yeah (pour it, yeah)
And my enemies, they see me living now (living now)
And if you roll with me, then you′ll be winning now, oh
Man, I love to get on
I love to get 2 on
When the drink be too strong
When the tree be way too strong
Get-get-get faded, turn up, bruh
Pour it on up 'til I can′t even think no more
Get-get-get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then
We can keep it lit, let's roll
I love to get 2 on (I love it)
Let′s-let's-let′s roll
I love to get 2 on (I love it)
I love to, let-let-let's roll
Give me all that you got now
Make you want me ′cause I'm hot now
I′m gone, so faded, I'm on one
Bang bang, pop off like a long gun
If you a lame nigga, you ain't making no noise
Get faded, turn up with the big boys
Live fast, die young that′s my choice
Get money, get money like an invoice
We can mob all in the whip (make the money)
Make the money make a grip (I be stuntin′)
I be stuntin' with my clique (gettin′ faded)
Getting faded 'til we trip (oh)
Man, I love to get on
I love to get 2 on
When the drink be too strong
When the tree be way too strong
Get-get-get faded, turn up, bruh
Pour it on up ′til I can't even think no more
Get-get-get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then
We can keep it lit, let′s roll
I love to get 2 on
Let's-let's-let′s roll
I love to get 2 on
I love to, let-let-let′s roll
I love to get 2 on
Let's-let′s-let's roll
I love to get 2 on
I love to, let-let-let′s roll
Yeah, we can get active
And all my bitches attractive
We go, you know who we are now
Get high, hotbox in my car now
If you a lame nigga, you ain't making no noise
Get faded, turn up with the big boys
Live fast, die young that′s my choice
Get money, get money like an invoice
We can mob all in the whip (make the money)
Make the money, make a grip (I be stuntin')
I be stuntin' with my clique (gettin′ faded)
Getting faded ′til we trip (oh)
Man, I love to get on
I love to get 2 on
When the drink be too strong
When the tree be way too strong
Get-get-get faded, turn up, bruh
Pour it on up 'til I can′t even think no more
Get-get-get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then
We can keep it lit, let's roll
I love to get 2 on (I love it)
Let′s-let's-let′s roll
I love to get 2 on (I love it)
I love to, let-let-let's roll
Uh, pull your panties down from under you
Beat that pussy up, make you wanna holla Q
Drunk than a bitch, high on that Mary Jane
Pussy in my mouth, pussy on my pinky ring
Nasty, maybe do it in the backseat
Swear this marijuana keep it cracking
Lights, camera, action, I ain't doing nothing ′til the cash in
Money, money, money, weed, fashion
Draped up and dripped out, keep the trees passing
Girl, toot that thing up, fuck me, fuck rapping
Days of our lives so clap, clap that cake
Spreading your thighs I pump, pump your brakes, ay
Just give me the trees and we can smoke it, yeah (smoke it, yeah)
Just give me the drink and we can pour it, yeah (pour it, yeah)
And my enemies, they see me living now (living now)
And if you roll with me, then you′ll be winning now, oh
Man, I love to get on
I love to get 2 on
When the drink be too strong
When the tree be way too strong
Get-get-get faded, turn up, bruh
Pour it on up 'til I can′t even think no more
Get-get-get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then
We can keep it lit, let's roll
I love to get 2 on (I love it)
Let′s-let's-let′s roll
I love to get 2 on (I love it)
I love to, let-let-let's roll
Writer(s): Steven Marsden, Craig Marsh, Quincey Hanley, Sean Paul Henriques, Jon Redwine, Bobby Brakins, Michael Jarrett, Cezar Cunningham, Brendon Allyn Waters, Delano Thomas, Tinashe Kachingwe, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com