John Hall - django Lyrics

Gotta get my weight up
I been trappin' here a lot, keep a couple at the spot
Tell me, where you stay, love?
Ima come and get you right, straighten out your spine
I don't want no Drake love
ATL where I'm from, ima treat you like a bum
Bitch boy better run
Ima f*ck that bitch up like I'm Django
Taking all my chains off, too much weight hoe
Everyday I stay wearing the same clothes
I been tryna get my own way, hoe
Kai and Debo say they wanna manage shit?
Bouta sit back and watch how this thing goes
If we work hard, we'll f*ck up the game tho
Ima buy us all each a new Range Rover
I been stressed, I'm obsessed, I invest
I need vv's and more as such
I took a gamble and put down like 40 plus
Voted in trump now that cracker deporting us
Voted in joe now that cracker extorting us
Done with the bullshit done with lies
Get YE in the White House before I expire
Let me see a rapper run it till I die
Better him than these pedos suited in disguise (raping everybody)
I don't wanna talk, give a f*ck about abortion
It really don't concern me, so I don't get involved
Sending soldiers to Ukraine, when they should've to Uvalde
All this mental distress has been pissing me off
So Ima go roll up a backwood and pour up some activist
Walk in, this bitch on the floor, why she passin out?
Smoked all the gas I weighed up, I can't trap it now
Functional addict, lucky she bad yeah
If it was anybody else they'd be mad bitch
Put you on game then you turned to a savage
Call you I'm bouta serve an affidavit
Bottle my emotions girl you can't cap it
I'm doing all this shit just like I imagined
This shit Delta nine, why the bitch roll hemp up?
Pulling up on her, I'm the big big stepper
I want all of it but the shit don't measure
And she tryna take my shit but she got no leverage
F*ck too many bitches, I'm a nasty hoe
Reach for my belt she unfasten it
Get so tired of bitches that always snapchat me pics
No, I cannot f*ck on these bitches that pay for it
Who do you love?
Why she just switch up her story
Sounds kind of inaccurate
Better say sorry for all of your actin bitch
Get on your knees, hoe, I'm pastoring
Who do you love?
I feel like Jesus, bitch, give me a piece of your soul
Just read through the verses, I've taken control
I've been tallying it up, I've been keeping score
Too shot out, I can't help you, that shit's on God
You brought down all the Hell on the shit I love
Going out to California, copping me a one way
I pack up in the morning, taking off on a Monday
Don't know why these bitches treat this shit so mundane
Maybe I'll be happier one day
Ima f*ck that bitch up like I'm Django
Taking all my chains off, too much weight hoe
Everyday I stay wearing the same clothes
I been tryna get my own way, hoe
Kai and Debo say they wanna manage shit?
Bouta sit back and watch how this thing goes
If we work hard, we'll f*ck up the game tho
Ima buy us all each a new Range Rover