Lyrics:
I'm hot on this beat, sriracha
She like when I beat, piñata
See right through the bs, Hinata
Good by myself but I love all my partners
And I don't
Words and music: john jack jr/Ian McCaskie
2023 Dusty Boy Music/BMI ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Vocals, instruments and all other noises by john jack
*Each
(I need you by my side)
Tell me that you're down to ride (Tell me that you're down to ride)
We hop in a coupe, we go fast (go fast)
I'm taking you out,
knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every
knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every
of danger when I tortured it
I love it when the bustaz squealin'
And they chrome start spillin'
Then ya start the grinnin', and said that nigga Daz did it
fetch my paper
Black Rambo, in Nike vandals, expand coke, that's not love
Glocked tucked, shooting slow motion like John Woo flicks
White doves, black
hustlin and y'all
Got to love it live it, ya can't be in it for nothin
'Cause there's too many niggas out there who witness this shit,
It's not fair
hahahaha
we got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them
you know what I'm saying
when you been hit by the bitch
you know it was ment
about to bring that real soul back to the game
John Legend on the backgrounds by the way
let's go
From what I hear Kanye is killing the game very bad
My
status is not what matters, but it helps
I rock a timepiece by Benny if any
The same reason y'all could love me is the same reason y'all condemn me
A man's
I love it when you call me big besco
Throw your middle fingers high, as a hata walk by
I love it when you call me big besco
To ladies rocking
need a switch I ain't lil durk
John 15 I'm reading the verse (I be doing that)
Still I, can't do it by myself
Running towards the belt, need a little
while I’m still jotting them
On these sheets of paper ‘cause their nature got me plotting tough
In Christ I decrease, I am not enough
I’m on that John
in love with the uzi (ay)
She fell in love with my uzi (ay)
[Verse 1: Yung $cottie]
I can not love that lil bih (ay)
I be ballin' like a piston (yah)
don't just try
Make that money bro or it go better if you just die
I just can't be here by myself (higher eh)
I just can't be here by myself (higher eh)
the M-I-crooked
Just to make 'em peep what I'm cookin', I love Mississippi
I put a studio in my partner kitchen
So by the way I'm whippin you would think I'm
like John, the one who Jesus loves yea
And not John the one who loved Jesus
I lose time thinking you love me like a thesis
That I'm stuck in disbelief
claiming that you shooters (Dew dew)
You still locked in you mamma house with a lot of chores to do
Surrounded by some fuckers tellin' you what to do
gon' hunt you
Down if you break rules, talk about peace and love you
They say dont challenge the status quo,
Thats all you gotta know,
Got by the rules
goodin'
She got the wizard of west wood, like old John Wooding
But how could I need that
I'm looking for feedback, because I can't believe that
I fell
Ring pon finger mek it official
Fuck pon di surficial
Love when u suck e john weh bigger dan buckingham palace
Wine pon me buddy while me load up me
Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rockett Ritchotte
If the heart is a lonely hunter
Then the mind is a loaded gun
Sometimes it begins
Written by John Mellencamp
Go on and admit it
You can't take it anymore
So why don't you quit it
Your scratching off again
Can't you see it
Well
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