Lyrics:
You know, so the government can chase ya'
First name: John, Last name: Insignificant
I'm smiling like a proud dad; I got the birth certificate
Go
For this I'd gone when I met Little John.
His name came, I understood,
When the judge said "You're a robbing hood."
He told me of his strange
Our houses are protected by the good Lord and a gun
And you might meet 'em both if you show up here not welcome, son
Our necks are burnt, the roads
(Hook)
One by one these bitches fall in love like dominos
Stay beside me like John Stockton, I'm like Karl Malone
One by one these bitches fall in
I tell you the truth no one can enter the kingdom
Unless he is born again unless he is born again (John 3:3)
How can this be (John 3:4)
People
not even Hailie
I think my dad's gone crazy
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise at the same time
Can make you dry your eyes with
based salvation
Not a Christian if you sin
A 1 John 3:9 misinterpretation
John is speakin' of unrepentant sin
In Christ rebellion's not our occupation
made me feel insecure
Like the time I was a roadie
On Elton John's tour
She said "Let's go catch some Piscatore!"
I said "Beatrice, you don't eat
(Cut that shit up baso)
(I got Mikey, we fuck shit up)
It's forever Johnworld, and you know that we steppin' bout it
Dissin' on John, hit your block,
John this year
Ball like Lebron this year
Stormz got a platinum plaque
But you mad I'm getting bronze this year, yeah
They wanna buy the flavors
you on the phone oh oh
You are so amazing to me girl I got that
Love for ya, I got that rhyme for ya, your
Mine best friend
And you’re great now you
Message well, eh, what we like to hear most
Is one of our songs, you know
Taking shape in
A recording studio, ah, one of the ones
What John and I have
C'mon, let's get
Pop in love
I know you pop-you-lar
Admitted the club
But I just want to toss you up
Before I
Swallow you whole
I need to wash
to LAS VEGAS
To check out the lounges
Pull a few handles,
And drink a few beers,
(Oh, ETHELL!)
ETHELL, my darling,
You know that I love you!
I
Then hanged he shall be.
Then he called his sailors all
By one, by two, by three
John Barbour was the first he called
But the last came down was
these days
There's one thing I can count on
I love my fans
They're a mess for real, but I love my fans
And if you stuck with this song for this long
Then
Our houses are protected by the good Lord and a gun
And you might meet 'em both if you show up here not welcome, son
Our necks are burnt, our roads
the holes in the fences
Aint blinded by the gold cuz we been rich
Thats why I'm on my toes when suspense hit
For any who oppose get ya shit ripped you
the hell’s here
To protect us from you
John Lennon I pray
Because Your Ghost visited me today
And by your Rubber Soul
If I never bounce back
At least, you
last year
Rock Off-White with no price tags
Girl I love you, I can't fight that
If it's wet, I'm gon' bite that
If I was locked up, would you write
Gotta come up before I die, take care of my jits
Hold up, yea single file, I know you all want it
Pull up by my dolo sliding on my John Wick
Damn baby, yo
not even Hailie
I think my dad's gone crazy
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise at the same time
Can make you dry your eyes with
I told her to drive over after dude crib
Bring a couple new friends
Them last girls was too thick
How you expect me to hit?
You wanna watch Clueless
I'm just tryin’a tell you something that you never heard
Tryin’a say I love you with some better words
I'd talk about your body but that's John Mayer
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