Kato - We On (My Own Dick) lyrics

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Kato - We On (My Own Dick) lyrics

[Hook] Came up from that gutter now we on, b**h Moved out my mama's house and got my own sh** f** these n***as hatin', I'm on my own dick Please don't blow my high I'm in my zone, b**h Remember when they said I wouldn't make it Now we get this guap, these n***as hatin' Came up from the gutter now we on, b**h f** these n***as hatin', I'm on my own dick [Verse 1: Jarren Benton] Codeine, soda pop, pour it up, sip it Good afternoon, ho, Jarren back up in them b**hes Dope boy still whippin' crack in the kitchen n***a hungry, don't know how to act in this condition Pray to God, he don't leave us trapped in this position Drop a mixtape, then I hope these n***as listen f*ggot A&R with the damn criticism I'm a f**ing beast b**h this a damn lyricism I'll slaughter you n***as Get the DNA, f** around and father you n***as FV we don't want a part of you n***as No bath salts but I'll eat the heart of you n***as I'm appalled at, you n***as If I ain't the sh** tell me what you call this, you n***as, I'm Illuminati, I don't get involved with these n***as f** around with Mr. Benton and you all get disfigured Shoutout to my chop, A-town, b**h, come to my block East side n***a, never hung around cops All eyes on me like I hung around Pac Best day she gon lick the cum from my co*k Pow! Hit a n***a with the gun in my sock I'm high as hell, Dizzy, what'd you put in my pot? FV twenty-one-three, b**h I won't stop [Hook] [Verse 2: Dizzy Wright] Who's the hottest in the game comin' with it? Dizzy Wright looking nice on the low-low Solo Dolo was the hit You gotta admit, if I ain't the sh**, what is this? Last year, you wanna know what you missed? Everything that got me up on the list 22, but all these grown b**hes feeling a n***a I don't talk about it if it don't exists n***as wanna get on but I'm a long way from going home Going hard 'til the day that I'm old While I'm on sh**, I'm cross-fitted in Vegas Sipping this Honey Jack sh** 'til it's gone Everybody wanna kick it in the V.I.P. with Jarren Benton and the D-I-Z See I'mma be this way 'til I motherf**ing D-I-E She wanna party? That's cool, but let me see ID Cause we outchea, with the rappin' Stunting is a habit but it's fashion I understand that a young n***a doing his thing But I ain't f**ing with the young ratchets In there Yeah you think you're cool, but I been there You been wack, I'm angry like a n***a tryna get his kids back Heads spinning, I'mma kick back I ain't gon' trip, yeah I'mma get it in and then dipset! [Hook] [Verse 3: Poundz] King sh** Barley loaf Big spliff Cali smoke Get ripped Barely choke Zip sh** Man, we dope (___?___) Got us off the block cause I eat off green Heat off teens, geeked off beans Slap a motherf**er, then I squeak off clean Can't be sort of macking, b**h I'm candy quarter stacking Made me snap and grab that ratchet from my Ralphy Lauren fashion Tech is squeezing this ammo, now rest in peace on his mantle Took his b**h and k**ed that p**y like Second Season Sopranos Had a good run now you don't want to quit Hit him with the bu*t of the clip Gun on my hip, I'm done shoveling sh** Started from the bottom now I'm under your b**h d**h defying Testing, lying They testifying So it's best to fry'em Like the best suppliers I'm the next Goliath Dress so fresh, better pesticide'em [Verse 4: Jarren Benton] Remember me, the n***a that you said wouldn't make it Got a base-side who*e in the bed, bu*t-naked Zac Morris n***a, I'm a problem, I'm a headache 12's in the back, got'em kicking like Pelé Kato on a warm day, might be in L.A., Nice breeze, palm trees, hanging with the esés Heard about the gun ban yesterday my homeboy Went and got a motherf**ing SK To me that feels mulled off, probably means Zoloft Can't shake the problems in my life they won't roll off Lately I've been hanging around Kaine like O-Dog, Feeling paranoid, am I tripping on all y'all Life's in Atlanta I might go bananas No Basquiat n***a My paint on this canvas These voices I hear When they call me I answer Keep feeding me rappers I'll eat'em like cancer AAAAGGGH I go ape sh** I am not a human being, speak a different language Shawty give me stupid head, call the ho brainless Funny what these s**a n***as do to get famous Check 1, 2, I got a couple screws loose n***as can't hang like a f**ing loose noose My high coming down I need a f**ing parachute Dame f**ed around and let the animals loose Yaah