why s - john wick lyrics
[verse]
headshots like john wick
shooting people got my head sick
number thirty is my first pick
off a molly gave her good d-ck
these dead opps on my fitbit
let me run down the opps quick
whip the c-ke like nesquik
she’s cute but i benched it
vvs on my pendant
she want me back but i meant it
sit her down like i’m kendrick
hundred round make you f-ckin’ jerk
me and burna couldn’t pick
her first time sucking two d-cks
in her mouth like a toothpick
no sauce just too sick
p-ss her like michael vick
w-ss gang who she f-cking with
she work the telly but she loving it
gets messy when i’m bussing it
come to my block, you ain’t leaving it
twin smallz when i’m squeezing it
a thousand grams i’m breezing it
if i took your chain i’m keeping it
look fishy then it get swiss cheesed
two models but they got sore knees
i’m a crip i might flip to bleed
suck my d-ck like sunflower seeds
she love the way, i do as i please
‘member days used to live in the p’s
[unintelligible] i got the keys
merk a b-tch no paying a fee
look fishy then it get swiss cheesed
two models but they got sore knees
i’m a crip i might flip to bleed
suck my d-ck like sunflower seeds
she love the way, i do as i please
‘member days used to live in the p’s
theme song, i got the keys
merk a b-tch no paying a fee
how you only deal with the rappers
five star shooters like the raptors
she scared to go to church she a pastor
all children go to the hood right after
i called a b-tch, had to answer
i f-cked a b-tch then i p-ss her
w-ss gang life no gangster
can’t talk ’cause i’m not a long talker
bro said control your anger
we’ll k!ll him slow like cancer
i’ll follow you home like a stalker
then you get light headed from the chopper
then you get light headed like a popper
w-ssi, flocka then shotta
don’t do it if you can’t do it proper
drill time what the cops had to offer
every time we drill it’s longer
murder time came home, came stronger
there’s so many b-tches i conquer
buy print and we pray for a doctor
w-ssi, flocka then shotta
fb still smoking on rasta
t dub on your block making lava
free k sav f-ck an informer
when we cook the opps b-tch you gotta
if they don’t make noise, why bother
they ain’t show it to you like a father
right now i’m smoking deadmihana
my daughter first words were lah, lah
off white track suits and prada
hot box your bro it’s a sauna
big bro i trust when it’s lava n-gg-
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