Gato – On Now

Gato – On Now Lyrics
On Now Lyrics

Intro
Can’t tell em shit, cause they on now
Se-se-se-se-Sencey

Couplet 1
My father died so mamma tried to raised me I turn to the street went and brought a 380
Trapping hard in the back street of little Haiti I never had still I thank god for blessing me
Hop in the car with the homies we going ride tonight anything we catch slipping we going rob on sight
Heard them nigga screaming fuck that nigga he ain’t shit
I’m on the grind gettin’ mine they all on my dick
Nigga said I change cause l learn to speak Frеnch all I ever wanted was to buy my mama a nеw Benz
I’m in the street all night selling soft white that off white color bedge get your crack pipe
Fuck niggas talk shit then get they shit split he a buster not a gangster fucking little bitch
I’m not a Killer but I kill for a hundred pack
50 Haitians at your front door that’s a hundred strap

Pont:
Ran the street with no control can’t nobody stop me mama really did her best
My neighborhood is full of broken homes
All the homies trapping hard, you madafuckers know the rest
Were I’m from niggas will do you wrong
Every other weekend another body getting put to rest
You getting money out the fucking slums
Before you invest in a bitch, nigga invest in a vest

Refrain:
Big straps young niggas got big straps
And you can’t tell them shit cause they up now
Big money young niggas got big money
And you can’t tell them nothing cause they on now
Big straps young niggas got big guns
And you can’t tell them nothing cause they on now
Big money young niggas got big diamonds
Better not tell ‘em shit cause they on now

Couplet 2:
My shit might be a little violent but that’s all I know
Get your money stack it up don’t get play for no hoe
Keep it on you all the time motherfucker a safety
Niggas hating overtime fucking world is crazy
I put these bars together hopping they can pay my rent
They let them snitches in hopping they can cage us in
I’m in rabat searching for the medicines
They spot me with a cravat on my way to murder men
Screaming sal side on my way to Amsterdam
Elie put me on didn’t nobody give a damn
If I died or got deported shit that’s all I’m saying
Nigga say they love the Sal until it’s time to bang
Gun shot explode niggas pull off left me hanging
Whatever happen to the G-code they left me stranded
Running home I feel blood leaking down my leg
Turn around I seen a car coming this might be it, shit

Pont:
Ran the street with no control, can’t nobody stop me mama really did her best
My neighborhood is full of broken homes
All the homies trapping hard, you madafuckers know rest
Were Im from niggas will do you wrong
Every other weekend another body getting put to rest
You getting money out the fucking slums
Before you invest in a bitch nigga invest in a vest

Refrain:
Big straps young niggas got big straps
And you can’t tell them shit cause they up now
Big money young niggas got big money
And you can’t tell them nothing cause they on now
Big straps young niggas got big guns
And you can’t tell them nothing cause they on now
Big money young niggas got big diamonds
Better not tell ‘em shit cause they on now

Gato

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