2 On (feat. ScHoolboy Q) - Tinashe

This the shit that they need Tell me where are you from Drop your pants to your knees Yeah, I got the codeine Might pull up in my bucket This nine holds a good dozen Might slide up in your cousin Just made a mill and still thuggin' Niggas banged on me, but they should've shot me See, I hit the corner then spot him, got him Court date, but I skipped the bail Rather wig myself before I sit in jail Need a gang of weed and a pint of lean Got a hat say Figg on my gangsta tip Don't trust no ho, I might sock the bitch I'm apocalypse to your politics Might cop the Phantom, get ghost I can pay your bills with this coke Need an extra band for this smoke I can see for miles with this scope, nigga Got an oxy-scribed to this dope dealer Misses Piggy want a piggyback Rock cremation then called it crack I'mma keep on eating 'til my ankles fat Sell that fix, throw it cross the map Push my penis in between her lap Put my semen all down her throat 'Til Tito kilos come off that boat This the shit that they want This the shit that they need Tell me where are you from? Drop your pants to your knees, girl, I'm capital G This the shit they gon' buy This the shit why I'm fly, this the shit why I'm high This the shit they gon' bump This the shit that they want, this the shit that they want Tell 'em, tell 'em If you see my watch I might hit it If you see my check I might hit it If you see my house I might hit it This the shit that they want This the shit that they need, this the shit that's from me This the shit they gon' bump This the shit that they want, this the shit that they want Yeah, this that four niggas in a Regal flow Speeding through the yellow lights She want Versace belt like it's a mistletoe I put everything over yellow rice, graduated from hella ice If I stand on my bank roll, nigga, I'd be scared of heights And I'd be dodging the police, when I was poor with no lights When I was poor with potential, watch my flow in four inches Oh Lord, she in Christians, all gold on my Adventist Pull it down and she kiss it, all gold where my wrists is God there's just no convincing Just because I got dreads don't get it twisted Moving my whip down the boulevard Word round town I was selling hard Hard and I'm talking bout the yayo Hit her on the floor and then I lay low Amigos say "Que pasa with the pesos?" Promethazine codeine, caseloads (T.R.U.) And when I pull up to the valet You know I got the strippers on payroll! This the shit that they want This the shit that they need Tell me where are you from? Drop your pants to your knees, girl, I'm capital G This the shit they gon' buy This the shit why I'm fly, this the shit why I'm high This the shit they gon' bump This the shit that they want, this the shit that they want Tell 'em, tell 'em If you see my watch I might hit it If you see my check I might hit it If you see my house I might hit it This the shit that they want This the shit that they need, this the shit that's from me This the shit they gon' bump This the shit that they want, this the shit that they want 100k in my trunk, keep that bitch with that dunk She gon' pop in them heels, she must heard of my deal She gon' roll on them pills, just don't grab on my hat This that shit that's Iraq, this that make you climax This that shit you just bought, this that Q go damn hard This that car that won't park, pedal to the floor, it won't stop And just when you thought it won't drop, Oxymoron in stores Come in kids, lock the door, knock-knock-knock, hit the floor Need my bread off the top, could buy anything off the lot This that steel, not the grill, get them slugs off for real This that crow with the jail, we go in, smoke the L's She love my mic, rock the bell, leave that punani killed All them hoes want the Q, spit that truth, make the loot Expensive whips we hotbox, spent 2 bills on my socks This that make you cockblock, this that make me pop shot This that filthy convo, this that must be Figueroa This the shit that they want This the shit that they need Tell me where are you from? Drop your pants to your knees, girl, I'm capital G This the shit they gon' buy This the shit why I'm fly, this the shit why I'm high This the shit they gon' bump This the shit that they want, this the shit that they want Tell 'em, tell 'em If you see my watch I might hit it If you see my check I might hit it If you see my house I might hit it This the shit that they want This the shit that they need, this the shit that's from me This the shit they gon' bump This the shit that they want, this the shit that they want

Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit Feeling lit, feeling light, 2 AM, summer night My hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck that My hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck that My hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck that My hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck that Life for me is just weed and brews See the hoes flock to you when your name is Q Am I over-faded? Hell yeah it's true Turn a beat on, ain't no limit to what I can do See this Top Dawg in heat, but I'm a fuck the world I'mma be on tunes 'til God re-furls You sat me down, I'm still tryna get higher You looked at me stupid when I twisted the fire Meanwhile my nigga drunk as fuck A nigga fucked up, we all fucked up You done fucked up, I brought more blunts Smoke back to up, you niggas know what's up Too damn high, can't stand myself I love drunk driving, man I'm something else Heat on my side, you're more than welcome to melt I'm 'bout to finish a pound, you're more welcome to help Weed and brews, weed and brews Life for me is just weed and brews I fucked her once, then I could fuck her twice Yeah, you heard me right, I might fuck tonight Wait hold up, back in this mothafuckin' bitch once again It's the pretty mothafucka with a 40 ounce of brew My nigga Q and we drunker than a bitch We gettin' millis mothafucka yeah, uh Nigga weed and brews, unbelieveable Got a freak or two, in my vehicle Got the purple drink, got the yellow drink Then we mix it up, call it Pikachu With a little bit of crack, little bit of dope Little bit of smoke, little coke Little weed, when they on them pills Little bit of E, little bit of shrooms Little bit of deuce, what it do, hand on the wheels And I keep the illest, trillest bitches while I'm swaggin' it Crush a bit, little bit, that's my pursuit of happiness Weed and brews, weed and brews Life for me is just weed and brews I fucked her once, then I could fuck her twice Yeah, you heard me right, I might fuck tonight If I fucked her once, then I could fuck her twice If I fucked her twice, I might change her life If I change her life she might hit my weed We could have her some and we could run off with three Her, Mary and me, I'll keep it strictly G My philosophy upon living right Nigga weed and brews, hit that every night And her pussy nice cause I fight the bitch Beat it down and shit, I be clowning with Black Hippy crew, how swag am I Be the reason why, she wanna drown my dick But I soon realized, she was super dry No paper planes, the bangers are fly Don't act surprised, too much Loc inside Let's get stupid high, to where I can't reply Love smokin' dope, I won't compromise Weed and brews, weed and brews Life for me is just weed and brews I fucked her once, then I could fuck her twice Yeah, you heard me right, I might fuck tonight

Cold in the night when I hold you close Searching your eyes, but you're gone like a ghost And I say "Baby, you can put it on me" 'Cause I know I don't get easy My body hurts with every heartbeat Just say I'm not the only one C'mon, tell me that you've still got the flame for me And tell me that you still wanna stay, don't leave Even though I've never given up in my heart Even though a part, a part of me don't work Baby, tell me that you've still got the flame for me And we can let it burn (burn, burn, burn, burn, burn) (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh; ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) And we can let it burn And we can let it burn I paid the price for the wrongs I've done It's all you can do when you love someone And I say "baby, you can put it on me" (on me) 'Cause I know I don't make it easy (easy) My body hurts with every heartbeat (heartbeat) Just say I'm not the only one C'mon, tell me that you've still got the flame for me And tell me that you still wanna stay, don't leave Even though I've never given up in my heart Even though a part, a part of me don't work Baby, tell me that you've still got the flame for me And we can let it burn (burn, burn, burn, burn, burn) (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh; ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh; ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh And we can let it burn And we can let it burn C'mon, tell me that you've still got the flame for me And tell me that you still want to stay, don't leave Even though I've never given up in my heart Even though a part, a part of me don't work Baby, tell me that you've still got the flame for me And we can let it burn ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh