TH3 ON3 Lyrics

Sometimes I go sometimes I come

Weigh it out

Pros n cons

See what's happening

Bitch I get it now, I was dumb you was getting over

I wish I would refund get that time back fore I'm older

I get in get it out for my west side soldiers

Wax on wax off do it like I told you

She took acid, cherry bomb

Wearing ass odors

I spray YSL

Dolce & Gabbana

Bitch I might just be the one

Run Lana

Home of the one king slaying all them daughters

Fucked, I know one thing

Didn't use a rubber

Fucked on that one thing

Wanna call me father

Fucked up living I got roaches on the counter

I swear,

I swear what she want not here

She can't get it out of me

Not one tear

Somethings wrong with my energy she said the shits clear

I was cleared of the drama fore the shit came near

Know I'm telling off the last one

Tell her disappear

I was angry with my demons

'Till they lead here

Angels right ahead son

Devils in the rear

I love blondes

I love Thongs

Hand me the vodka

Also miss my home Cooked meals

Where is yo mama

Patience get me the comma

Well That's just karma

Waiting not for no one

Author's Allah