Deama - Lack on (feat. Mason Gobin) Lyrics

'Bouta go down right now
It's 'bouta go down right now
It's 'bouta go down right now
It's 'bouta go down right now
It's 'bouta go down right now
It's 'bouta go down right now

Who gonna pass on? (Who gonna pass on?)
All that is good doing what they could
They lacking a backbone (Lacking a backbone)
Shoot that text. Her favorite ex
Got something to blast on (Something to blast on)
You and I. You gon' decide if there's something to be rash on (Something to ration)
It's your ride. Plus it's your time
That's something you lack on (Lack on. Ya)
Like your favorite shirt it hurt just knowing we back on (Back on. Ya)
Out for heads. We from the Rez with styles to tax on (Tax on. Ya)
Still get baked but they not ate
We dealing out rations. All from a passion. Ya
Fret we at your neck
What we built, we architects (Ya)
Don't collide you nervous wreck
We gon' skate our shit's on deck (Our shit's on deck)
Had the heat up in my face
And ain't even break a sweat (Ain't break a sweat)
Get a conversation poppin'
Man that shit's a pretty mess. Yeah

Who gonna pass on? (Who gonna pass on?)
All that is good doing what they could
They lacking a backbone (Lacking a backbone)
Shoot that text. Her favorite ex
Got something to blast on (Something to blast on)
You and I. You gon' decide if there's something to be rash on
(Something to ration)
It's your ride. Plus it's your time
That's something you lack on (Ya)

Something you lack on
That's something you lack on (Something you lack on)
Something you lack on
That's something you lack on (Something you lack on)
That's something you lack on
That's something you lack on (Something you lack on)
That's something you lack on
(Bitch)

Something to clap on
Cut on my lights. That's something I lack on
I'm in the dark. Get my smack on
Got no strobe light. That's a clap on (Ya)
I'm so tired. I can't sleep
Gas me up. I'm on E
Tension please. I'm at ease
Hazard to myself like Pink
I'm about to go down like sink
I don't go down if it stink
My heart colder than ice rinks
Bitch I'm broke I need new links
Ain't nobody gonna tell me shit (Shit)
Only thing top me is yo bitch
Ain't nobody wanna f*ck that shit
Only thing flopping is my dick
Too much juice inside my cup
I'm gonna spill it (Spill it)
I can do that like Lil' Flip
I just refill it (I refill it)
I'm not what feeling what you feeling
Or what you dealing (What you dealing?)
I'm too high up on the ceiling
While you kneeling (While you kneeling)
Give yo bitch a four for four
I can do that (I can do that)
Roll four grams inside a blunt
I can do that (I can do that)
Ima give her just four inches
I can do that (I can do that)
Broke but I still look rich
I can do that

Who gonna pass on? (Who gonna pass on?)
All that is good doing what they could
They lacking a backbone (Lacking a backbone)
Shoot that text. Her favorite ex
Got something to blast on (Something to blast on)
You and I. You gon' decide if there's something to be rash on
(Something to ration)
It's your ride. Plus it's your time
That's something you lack on (Ya)

Something you lack on
That's something you lack on
Something you lack on
That's something you lack on
That's something you lack on
That's something you lack on
That's something you lack on
(Bitch)

'Bouta go down right now
'Bouta go down right now
'Bouta go down right now
It's 'bouta go down right now
It's 'bouta go down right now