white boy illest - john cena lyrics
[intro]
uh, white boy illest, yung garv throwing around rhymes like it’s nothin. uh
[verse 1: yung garv]
i’m clutch like john cena
hoes get off my weina
i got hella hoes
i bet you got smelly toes
i’m out here eating this taco lasagna
with my main man, barack obama
i ball like i’m kevin from okc
all that i eat is gluten free
by that i mean organic, your rhymes sound satanic
wreck you like the rms titanic
i’m short but big in all the right places
gotta stay trill, know my ses and bases
shout out bob frausto, you’re the real og
taught me how to whip it like a real mc
i stay sippin’ on that promethazine-a
can’t stop leanin’ like the tower of pisa
b-tch i’m cool like aquafina
got so many hoes like i’m john cena
[hook: white boy illest]
can’t see me, call me john cena
everyone wants to know where have you been-a
i’ve been rapping all day, where have you been
rapping in the club, throwing some 10s
trappin’ in my crib, ballin’ in the court
you think you’re the greatest?
d-mn, of course!
[verse 2: white boy illest]
getting strikes on the count, call that 1, 2, 3
rap like i’m throwing gonna sting you like a bee
oh you’re trying to fight me?
don’t get close to me just bite me!
i think your the greatest despite me, kick game of mighty
dark blue penny’s and air force ones
netflix and chill, we gonna have some fun
gonna be by your side to 3005 like ‘bino
fly away my truck at the bellagio casino
trappin’ in my whip on interstate 10
i’ve been rapping all week, where have you been?
my meme game dank like the green i blow
i’m not any kind of thief, but i’m stealing the show
i’m the one with anomalies
i’m the one drinking dasani
not my fault for the bad economy
no chemistry but biology
you don’t immediately just follow me
your bad raps, they inspire me
going to church wearing collars
my squad is all i need
[hook: white boy illest]
can’t see me, call me john cena
everyone wants to know where have you been-a
i’ve been rapping all day, where have you been
rapping in the club, throwing some 10s
trappin’ in my crib, ballin’ in the court
you think you’re the greatest?
d-mn, of course!
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