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detwan love - john wall lyrics

[intro: rio da yung og]
(it’s a wayne beat)
what up, wayne?
ghetto boyz sh+t, n+gga, you know what the f+ck goin’ on
we still grindin’ too, though
but we doin’ all this sh+t for the money
alright
where you at, ri?
sh+t, i’m right here on woodward
i’m finna turn right here on jefferson
i don’t know, bro, all i know is—
[verse 1: rio da yung og]
i’m downtown d+town right by greektown
finna meet my arab, he got three pounds
my plug got a hundred bricks hid in a treehouse
she opened up her legs, i ate mcdonalds, i don’t eat out
yeah, b+tch, i don’t go out to eat
aw, sh+t, there go the state boys, bro, throw out the heat
we don’t sell twenty stones here, bro, go down the street
still got thеm two glocks on you? boy, ride with me
we been lookin’ for thе opps, i just found a street
two pints of wock’ in one day, you drink an ounce a week
i love my b+tch, she used to sleep on the couch with me
now i make her l!ck her fingers, count a whole hundred thou’ with me

[verse 2: detwan love]
i just sold my mama boyfriend some tylenol, hmm
my n+gga od’d off oxy’, tryna take ’em all, hmm
i’m in the league throwin’ b’s like john wall, hmm
i just sold my mama boyfriend some tylenol
mmm, my n+gga od’d off them oxys, tryna take ’em all
i got a white boy out in clio tryna buy ’em all
i’m in the league throwin’ b’s like john wall
if i put this shh in her face, she gon’ do it all
take me right down to gary, i don’t do kamal
i’d rather buy balmains online, i don’t do the mall
jay bring the hoes out, so i ain’t gotta choose at all
i done jumped off the porch and ain’t looked back at all
k!ll a n+gga, drive his body straight down to saginaw
i don’t got no clock in my room, so i don’t snooze at all
i done sold a n+gga mama raw fentanyl, ooh
[verse 3: rio da yung og]
b+tch, who got the cheat code so i don’t lose at all?
too much money in my pocket, i can’t lose it all
just know somebody gettin’ dropped if scooter involved
f+cked me up when i found out the brick man was ootin’ dog
i got a hundred pounds of runtz, i’ma move it all
i got two pints of juice, i’ma use it all
you ever see me in the studio, ain’t no shoes involved
beat a n+gga ass on meg street, no rules involved
hold on, shoot the f+ck up when pooder talkin’

[verse 4: detwan love]
wait, bro, y’all hear that? that’s the perc’ talkin’
n+gga said he wanna rob a bank, that’s the work talkin’
pop out everywhere, but you weren’t at that paperwork party

[verse 5: rio da yung og]
you lyin’ like you sell dope, you go to work probably
my b+tch daddy a pastor, i f+cked the church out her
ran into the plug daughter and i f+cked a couple chirps out her
noddin’ off tryna take another pill, i got a perc’ problem
eight hundred for the off+white, i got a shirt problem
last n+gga shot a f+ckin’ gun at me in the dirt probably
i told pooder calm down, he on his third molly
told baby ghost chill too, he on his third body
how the f+ck i’m banned in beecher and i just bust a serve at johnnys?
i ain’t gon’ lie, when times got hard, i had to serve my mama

- detwan love lyrics

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