3 on (feat. Tinashe, Drake)

A nigga got a woosah
 Comin' at me never work no matter who try
 I got 'em all a cheque without the woo-hah
 Flip mo's on ya quick got a few sides
 Comin' from the 6 side
 Where niggas goin' shower posse just to get by
 Stay true never switch sides, yea, the game turn me into this guy
 Yea, and now every time Drake-out,
 cameras always flashing tryna put me on the Takeout
 Crib in Calabasas man I call that shit the safe house
 Thirty minutes from L.A. man the shit is way out
 Til D Day that's where I'm stayin'
 You can hear it in my voice I'm goin' way in
 Yea, OB dat my brother like a Wayans
 Ya know I only show up if you payin', nigga
 Yea, I always been on, I always been two on
 For like the past five years cause all these niggas wanna shine
 I got a flashlight here man
 Bout to hit the gas right here man
 Old soul livin' in the past life here man
 You, bring the cash right here man
 Miracles, sit your ass right here man
 You know I hate to wait, that's why I get it first and you get it late
 Yea, OVO sound man that's everyday
 It's Young Money Records man get the record straight
 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 faded, turn up, pour it on up
 Till I can't even think no more
 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 roll)
 I love to get 2 on
 I love to (let's roll)
 I love to get 2 on
 (Let's roll)
 (Let's roll)
 I love to get 2 on
 I love to (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 the invoice
 Make the money make the whip
 Make the money make the grip
 I be stuntin' with my clique
 Getting faded 'till we trip
 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 faded, turn up, pour it on up
 Till I can't even think no more
 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 roll)
 I love to get 2 on
 I love to (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, make me do it in the backseat
 Swear this marijuana keep it cracking
 Lights, camera, action, I ain't doing nothing to the cash
 Money, money, money, weed, fashion
 Draped up and dripped out, keep the trees passing
 Girl twerk that thing up, fuck me, fuck rapping
 Days of our lives so clap, clap that cake
 Spreading your thighs I pump, pump your brakes
 Just give me the trees
 And we can smoke it ya
 Just give me the drink
 And we can pour it ya
 And my enemies they see me living now
 And if you roll me then you'll be winning now
 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 faded, turn up, pour it on up
 Till I can't even think no more
 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 roll)
 I love to get 2 on
 I love to (let's roll)