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john x smith – anecdote lyrics

[intro: john x smith]
(skirt)
john x smith (yah!) my motherf-ckin’ clique roll
gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang yeah
(skirt)

[chorus: john x smith]
my diamonds finnessin’ like oj, they k!ll em and play em
my time it cost more than a mermaid, yeah cause there’s no way
yeah, she sick she so into me, for this b-tch i’m her antidote
for lil more digits, they stack yeah yeah yeah, my life is an anecdote
yeah, staying alive on a bee gee, stay out my business
in virginia finnesin’ on 50, stay on my pinkman
yeah, all for this sh-t that i’m drinking, pour up my antidote
just trying to pick up the pieces, my life is an anecdote

[verse: 1 john x smith]
i been on this sh-t i’m cool trippin’, loose vision
bowl hit i’m thinking like who 25th on the forbes list, forbes list
i’m like ray dalio, 16 billion
i’m like 16 ain’t sh-t, cause my goal stay on a hundred
i’m like, me i roll like gymnasts my pushers, my b-tches, on bust and -ssist
aiming a blood stain for busters who bluffin’ don’t blow on a bang and then bust on a blitz
thinking i’ll listen to moses, imma keep flamin’ the bush
i’m with a b-tch who got panoramic pus ,she be around me too much
stackin my bills mi on mano y mano, sippin’ on lean in ciaro
cup is on coaster for cost that be lower than weed be in colorado
been f-cking the floosies, jumpin’ room keys
house keeper she want to join in like put the p-ssy on me

[chorus: john x smith]
staying alive on a bee gee, stay out my business
in virginia finnesin’ on 50, stay on my pinkman
yeah, all for this sh-t that i’m drinking, pour up my antidote
just trying to pick up the pieces, my life is an anecdote

[verse: 2 a. will]
(a. will)
spookin’ a loop, in the coupe, when i shoot at the hoop it be makin’ a swoosh
kicks with a swoosh, copping the vodka the b-tches give neck
blame it all on the goose
flex and i stunt, hand full of paper i’m rollin’ it up like i’m cuffin’ a blunt
puffin’ a blunt when i cruise by the blues, and the floosies be flockin’
i peek in the trunk (what’s in there)
bags packed with designer brands fresh out my closet
bank tellers astonished when they peep the o’s on my deposits
cops watching, c-ck blocking
every time they see me with these models
submarine i navy seal in the p-ssy strap on my goggles n-gg- (uh)
saucin’ the buggy, my buddy just rolled a dubby
eyes bl–dy study kid cudi n-gg- (uh)
trip on a four, got business to run and a gun in a lambo
team on my back like kazooie did banjo (uh)

- john x smith lyrics

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