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John Wortman
John Wortman
Harmoniegesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ryan Spann
Ryan Spann
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John Wortman
John Wortman
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ryan Spann
Ryan Spann
Produzent:in
John Wortman
John Wortman
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Lyrics

What up boss, just dropped off the last package Neptune said he's re-upping bi-weekly now by the way Good job, me boy, pull up to the studio when you're done We got a coffin to nail shut Let's go, toe to toe, lil' bitch I'm right at ya door Bout as deep as we livin' down in the O It's how I flow, sling hashin, I make that dough Got the patties and beef if he want some more Let's go, toe to toe, lil' bitch I'm right at ya door Bout as deep as we livin' down in the O It's how I flow, sling hashin, I make that dough Got the patties and beef if he want some more I got money comin' like yo' bitch whenever I text her Not gon' save 'em, but if they bleed, then it's time to apply the pressure People clownin' on themselves just for a bag, they like a jester This my first year in this game and I'm not playin' like I redshirt Fuck it up and get that bag back, yo' bitch, I just might bag that Wide body boat look like some shit you see on Mad Max These rappers droppin' miss right after miss It's like they scared to get a hit, so I'm in that booth like Ray Lewis Boy, where my pads at? Uh Clickity clack That ain't me walkin, I'm gettin' a strap Oh, that's his boat, well I'm hittin' the gas Know he a bitch, try to keep it in raps I'll rap 'bout his body While wrappin' his body in plastic and tape and put him in the back Cremate the boy when I cooked him, but he is too small for a meal So I guess he a snack Look, this bitch is out of pocket, I'm in it Like Robert Griffin, he's on the bench, he can't get it And I'm bossin' up on these bitches, they toss it up and I'm winning I'm lockin' up who defend it unless they the co-defendant My lawyer best in the business Let's go, toe to toe, lil' bitch I'm right at ya door Bout as deep as we livin' down in the O It's how I flow, sling hashin, I make that dough Got the patties and beef if he want some more Let's go, toe to toe, lil' bitch I'm right at ya door Bout as deep as we livin' down in the O It's how I flow, sling hashin, I make that dough Got the patties and beef if he want some more Put Chrome on his head, no Raiders Know my shots will land, no Acre We draw guns for real, we not gamers Triggers squeeze without no strainer Just know karma here, bitch, face her Hate this running shit, not your trainer Made this dumb as shit, there's no danger Say it's done and, bitch, I'm your savior Yes, I'm numb, cold like glacier Know he's done, he fold like paper Smoke like runts and now he vapor Oh, what's this? I like this flavor Fuck that bitch, get his wife later He flipped that switch, now I'm gon' break her Swing that stick and he gon' get hit Then try to run home, like he play in the majors My patience runnin' out like his account He won't fuck around and find it out I know you don't get it, guess I'll dumb it down I checked cameras, no one spun the house I know your Twitter finger's gettin' X'ed Once you see the trigger comin' out He tried to put some money on my head He fuckin' around, bitch Let's go, toe to toe, lil' bitch I'm right at ya door Bout as deep as we livin' down in the O It's how I flow, sling hashin, I make that dough Got the patties and beef if he want some more Let's go, toe to toe, lil' bitch I'm right at ya door Bout as deep as we livin' down in the O It's how I flow, sling hashin, I make that dough Got the patties and beef if he want some more
Writer(s): John Wortman, Ryan Spann Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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