John in Tennessee, go ahead, what you want to say
That shit is f*ckin' trash
Y'all get the f*ck off the airway
We gon' shoot him dead, leave his body to rot
She told me don't stop
Yeah she stuck on my
Cock
I might kill opp
I got chops for his whole block
I can't talk to cops, 12 pull up
We sendin' shots
We sendin' shots Right at his top, f*ck boy gettin' dropped
I won't stress about a thot
Tell her send the dot
Damn, I keep a stick, I keep a wood
Just like I'm Groot
Kick the bitch up out the spot, yeah she get the boot
Play the bitch, just like a flute
I ain't makin' tunes
I've been out my body, off the shrooms
Don't know what to do
In the studio, we pourin' shots of that Don Julio
We not cool with bro, my life been crazy like a movie, ho
I get groovy tho, how boy tryna slide
And He ain't got no toolie, bro
You ain't got no funds, got no guns
You look like a pussy, ho
Yeah, you bitch made, don't do this shit for the fame
Stupid bitch