On my son Lyrics

Yuh, on my sons, baby, run

They can't run, brand new FNN

Take his lung, take his lung

Take his lung, I'm tryna take her V-card

She tryna get my Dick hard

Every night I be takin' these drugs

Hell yeah, yeah, we like to geek hard

We takin' drugs to infinity

Takin' these perks and they killing me

I'm like sad yea every fuckin' night

But ain't nobody is healin' me

Everybody wanna just be like Lil Vlone

But ain't nobody as real as me

Everybody wanna go get them bands we want

But ain't nobody as trill as me

I'm tryna get bands and these niggas don't know

I be fuckin' hoes and I'm taking they souls

riding round town with a big-ass gun and you know

I can't miss, you know I can't fold

Baby, you lookin' just fine

as hell, I'm tired of talkin

Babe, take off your clothes

You don't gotta tell me you're a designer junkie

Yeah, I already know

Said you wanna talk to me

Well, I'm right here and I'm waitin' for you, yeah

Do not tell me about your past

Cause they lame niggas

And I do not really care

And I do not really care

Yeah, all my sons

Baby, run

They can't run

Brand new FNN

Take his lung

Take his lung

take his lung

I've never been no motherfuckin' bitch

So hell no, nigga, I just can't run

They like, why you keep makin' this music

When you're not blowin' up

Cause this shit too fun

Fuckin' on all these hoes

Like every fucking night

Fuck around and clap two buns

I'm tryna take her V-card

She tryna get my dick hard

Every night I be takin' these drugs

Hell yeah, yeah, we like to geek hard

We takin' drugs to infinity

Taking these perks and, they killin' me

Im like sad like every fucking night

But ain't nobody is healin' me

Vlone' is goin' so uppity uppity up

Lil' nigga, you might wanna tell a man

That I've been so eager to go blow up

It feel like I'm stuck in a Taliban

He said that we sucks

But his ass won't go do that again

She said we can't hang

Cause if we do drugs, my mama get mad again

I'm swervin' through lanes

I'm up with a gang

I'm fuckin' these bitches

I'm breakin' they backs in

I got me a knife

And I swing at your mans

And it go through his heart

Like it go through a packages

I'm gettin' these Bands

I feel like Peter Pan

A I pulled up to the spot they don't know what is happening

he goin' through life

Yeah, he goin' through pain

But the nigga don't show it

That's lil boy be rappin' it

Yuh

On my

Son

They can't

Run

baby run