Lil Eazzyy – Onna Come Up (Remix) Lyrics & Video

Onna Come Up (Remix) – Lil Eazzyy Lyrics

Ayy

In this bitch still cappin' with Dan, on bro

Go, go, go

Right now, on the come-up

Lately, been talkin' my shit because I know I come from the gutters

Send shots at your brother

Then I go pop out in all of this linen like I was a butler

How can you hate me? I'm comin' from under

Nowhere to sleep, what the fuck is a cover?

Now I pop out in Balencis, they runners

Man, tell 'em stop tweakin', I already fucked her (Stupid)

I was down bad, I know I done it all

I was servin' the fiends, let the Xannies dissolve

If I got a problem, I'm makin' one call

While none of your niggas be slidin' at all

But bitch, like a oven, I'm packin' that heat

Only get up with bitches when it's in the sheets

Run to the paper like I'm in a meet

Baby, get on your knees, let me give you a treat

Too much of the Wocky be havin' me sleep

But too much of the Percs got me ready to freak

Grindin' for months, I been grindin' for weeks

My uncle told me to just watch for the weak

'Cause they like to sneak

Gucci and Prada be havin' me drippin' like I was a sink

Man, what did you think?

I'm tryna make it to put some VVs inside my Cuban link

Man, why do it stink?

Kobe been bringin' in pounds of the 'za

Bitch, y'all know that it reek, you niggas not street

I can have youngins that's thirteen and under put you on a tee, and they'll do it for free

We was in steams, we was servin' the fiends

Miero told to me to stop poppin' the beans

Right on the T, Domo still in my dreams

I like droppin' them Xannies inside of my lean

Lil Eazzyy been workin'

Keep passin' your moves, we got them bitches twerkin'

Reese in the cut, and that nigga be lurkin'

Can't see in the trap, 'cause we closin' the curtains

Don't know what I'm feelin'

Seem like the niggas who doubted me most is always in my mentions

You know I ain't trippin'

Drop me a check and that boy BOA and my transaction pendin'

Before the pandemic, my niggas was clickin' some rentals

Can't wait to hit Johnny to fuck up my dental

Blue tips in the 40'll fuck up his mental

We put him on TV like he Jimmy Kimmel

My niggas some refs, blow a TEC like a whistle

Hollows hit his flesh and his skin start to sizzle

You know we erasin' a nigga like pencils

Then skrrt out the way, know my niggas get little

But don't let me get started

A four on the rocks got me lookin' retarded

Niggas be hatin', that really be garbage

Over that paper, some niggas departed

But I never cared

Tryna get big and see green everywhere

My niggas on go, why your niggas be scared?

Off of the Wocky, get harder to steer

But I'm on my way up, see you when I'm there

I ain't with nothing but killers

Always off lean and Perkys, they say it be numbin' they feelings

In love with drillin'

Niggas start chillin' with no blood spillin', but uh, they willin'

Ain't no opps livin'

Walk on the hit, yeah, we did it

Only like four blocks really (Ayy)

Niggas be silly

Askin' a nigga get with me, I be like, "No, not really" (Nah)

Gloves, but I got no mask, I'll let a nigga know I did it, fuck it

Niggas can't know my business (Nothing)

Pull up in a new whip and it's disgustin'

No bitches with me 'cause bitches be bussin' (Ayy, ayy)

Four-nick' put him to sleep like 'Tussin

"G Herbo, boy where you been?" Hustlin'

Got a FN from my big cousin

Fell in love with the fire

Grew up bad, sometimes I laugh when my son cussin'

It ain't like he in the trenches or nothing

Ain't like he gon' experience something

Really rich, don't be delirious, dummy

Touch him and bleed like a period, dummy

All of my life, I just wanted some money (Some money)

I been a gangster, ain't nobody punk me (Never)

Bad bitches been on my dick 'cause I'm funny (Ayy)

I used to sip up a six like a junky (Ayy, ayy)

Ain't never been on a hit, you a flunky

Close range, them bitches miss, guess I'm lucky

Shawty a four-foot killer like Chucky

Ain't squashin' shit, if it's up, then it's stuck with me

Right now, on the come-up

Lately, been talkin' my shit because I know I come from the gutters

Send shots at your brother

Then I go pop out in all of this linen like I was a butler

How can you hate me? I'm comin' from under

Nowhere to sleep, what the fuck is a cover?

Now I pop out in Balencis, they runners

Man, tell 'em stop tweakin', I already fucked her