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I'm hittin' it
I'mma smack on her ass, tell her "Get it bitch"
I love when you do all that freaky shit
Got her high as a spaceship, shoot straight

told them you slept on me
All in your dreams like Freddy, when you hold your teddy
You boys Johnny Depp to me
Arms like old spaghetti but the flow like

get you a portion
Surrounded by connoisseurs/ of violence and deadly force 
More is the word of the millennium 
Could this be the galaxy's perineum

said lyricist money ain't wavy need to can it, 'cause
I could see the waves in my pool from my hammock
Ice smokin' as I pour that Johnny Walker Blue

PLACES CALL IT PIT STOP
PK RIPPER IN MC GOT ME A FOREIGN DEEPTHROAT


I HAVE THE PESOS GOT DA DRIP AND COUNT BY THE KILO
ONLY WEAR DESIGNER, BALENCIAGA

headhunter, bitch, I'ma put you in some pain
You see my shit shinin', nigga, I got it straight from Johnny Dang
This nigga had, yeah yop in his bio, but that

you down just to prove it
Three layers deep, still keep my dreams lucid
Third eye blind till I ate a few shroomies
Then by the third time I was trippin

keep my soul to save
I know longevity working for me even though it's late
We went from dollars and dimes
To feeling rich by spending mother fucking

is bright with sight
Ain't no flashing lights, no one stopping me, that's the mentality
Lil' Johnny had it's sad
he wanted everything in his grasp

I'm tryina tell this bottle that it don't own me
But the liquor know me better than my own homies
If I tell you that I'm down, don't count no sheep
I

it)
On fire like a page with my pen to it (Yeah)
Got my chest poked like a sail with the wind thru it (Big Man)
I’m the man but you gotta understand now

Wiley
Representing, ain't got the tee on
Today but you know it’s Boy Better know
Okay!

My name's Skepta, also known as H-A-Y
'Cause if I got P’s I'm

Brady
So sinister send me down to hadies
And I will flame you up ugh
Call me Johnny storm
Get me riled up I will bring the scorn
Flex up flex up flex up

(oh my God)
It's okay, he'll be gone by tonight chick (yea)
You ain't seen a thing or you can join 'em, right bitch (uh, got it)
See me as a villains

swing
Hey batter batter, they chatter, I don't blink
Feel like I've seen it all, but that's a lie too
Think they can tell where you headed by who beside

Did it for the thrill, kept it real, I'm who she did it for
He just statin' facts, kept it a stack, if you didn't know

Yeah
Just tryin' get my

elevens the lyrical weapon
Smoking on gas you can tell by the smell
Dripping my shorty in gucci, chanel
Don got her wet like she well
She might let me hit I

niggas my sons, I'm feelin' fatherly (uh-huh)
Respect it more than your father, boy, you should honor me (woo)
Well, fuck your father, I would take my

we smoke at a Kottonmouth Kings Show
[D:] You know we do it, did it, doin it again
[D:] I need at least ten tokes for my day to begin
[D:] A big sack

feel like you gotta catch a body to get your rank up (buh)
Johnny Manziel, I done touched down to cause hell
I'm pushin' good D on my bitch, nicknamed

No one can stop me
Always the motto
If a chip on his sleeve was a person
Nigga full of bravado
Feeling Johnny, no bravo
Fall asleep on these cartoons

I've never been, look out for them now when the enemy, bound to be around make a friend of me, move cleverly you whisper that you loved it,
We does this

to the paper
Rapper nigga you ain't never seen but I bet your bitch bring my name up
Gas burning like it's napalm
Johnny storm how I flame on
And I got

cause I'm not like Morgan Wallen (Fuck that guy)
Got country blood in me but inspired by Cube, E & Ren (Yeah)
Dre & Yella, how you thought I put this