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tyla yaweh - who shot johnny lyrics

[pre-chorus]
chase beating down the door
beat around four
it’s a go, lock and load, glock with me
a b-tch i throw away

[chorus]
i just went through like four today
f-ck around, pour some more today
hoodie on, n-gg- putting on for the city
hunnid pack, hunnid pack on the way
like, ooh, guap, money
talking ’bout, “who shot johnny?”
made myself a boss so you can’t run from me
n-gg-s sending shots so i send a couple hunnid
this that, ooh, guap, n-gg-
still thuggin’ like 2pac, n-gg-

[verse 1]
plug on the soda
ask what the turnaround is
you get it right back and it’s coming ahora
i see them red and blue lights
and they screaming that johnny got hit on the corner
it’s sad they got him, wasn’t aware they still watching
i know that they plotting on me, i know that they plotting on me

[post-verse]
yeah, twelve beating on the door looking for some witnesses
ain’t n-body tell ’em sh-t ’cause they know what the business is

[pre-chorus]
chase beating down the door
beat around four
it’s a go, lock and load, glock with me
a b-tch i throw away

[chorus]
i just went through like four today
f-ck around pour some more today
hoodie on, n-gg- putting on for the city
hunnid pack, hunnid pack on the way
like, ooh, guap, money (ooh, guap)
talking ’bout, “who shot johnny?” (who shot johnny?)
made myself a boss so you can’t run from me
n-gg-s sending shots so i send a couple hunnid
this that, ooh, guap, n-gg- (ooh, guap, n-gg-)
still thuggin’ like 2pac n-gg- (thuggin’ like 2pac, n-gg-)

[verse 2]
my ‘migos just hit me like, “andale”
got a couple packs that’s on the way
tryna look out for the opps
birds in the city, they all gotta drop
screaming out, “who shot johnny?” (who shot)
off them drugs and money (money)
cutthroat n-gg-s, they got time to play
they hit a n-gg- with a nine today

[post-verse]
yeah, twelve beating on the door looking for some witnesses
ain’t n-body tell ’em sh-t ’cause they know what the business is

[pre-chorus]
chase beating down the door
beat around four
it’s a go, lock and load, glock with me
a b-tch i throw away

- tyla yaweh lyrics

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