John Wick

By Why S

Released on May 24, 2019

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[Verse 1]

Headshots like John Wick

Shooting people got my head sick

Number thirty is my first pick

Off a molly gave her good dick

Need steps on my fitbit

Let me run down the opps quick

Whip the coke like Nesquik

She's cute but I benched it

VVS on my pendant

She want me back but I meant it

Sit her down like I’m Kendrick

Hundred round make you fuckin' jerk

Me and Burna couldn't pick

Her first time sucking two dicks

In her mouth like a toothpick

No sauce just too sick

Pass her like Michael Vick

Wass Gang who she fucking with

She work the telly but she loving it

Gets messy when I’m bussing it

Come to my block, you ain't leaving it

Twin smiles when I'm squeezing it

A thousand grams I'm breezing it

If I took your chain I'm keeping it


[Refrain]

Look fishy then it get Swiss cheesed

Two models but they got sore knees

I'm a crip I might flip to bleed

She suck my dick like sunflower seeds

She love the way, I do as I please

‘Member days used to live in the P's

Theme song I got the keys

Merk a bitch no paying the fees

Look fishy then it get Swiss cheesed

Two models but they got sore knees

I'm a crip I might flip to bleed

She suck my dick like sunflower seeds

She love the way, I do as I please

‘Member days used to live in the P’s

Theme song I got the keys

Merk a bitch no paying the fees


[Verse 2]

How you only deal with the rappers?

Five star shooters like the Raptors

She scared to go to church she a pastor

All children go to the hood right after

I called a bitch, had to answer

I fucked a bitch then I pass her

Wass Gang life full of gangster

Can’t talk 'cause I’m not a long talker

Bro's like control your anger

We'll kill him slow like cancer

I'll follow you home like a stalker

Then you get lightheaded from the chopper

Then you get lightheaded like a popper

Wassi, flocka then shotta

Don’t do it if you can't do it proper

Jail time what the cops had to offer

Every time went jail did longer

But every time I came home, came stronger

There's so many bitches I conquer

Buy print and we pray for a doctor

Wassi, flocka then shotta

FB still smoking on rasta

T Dub on your block making lava

Free K Sav, fuck an informer

Only cook the opps if you gotta

If they don't make noise, why bother

They ain't show it to you like a father

Right now I'm smoking deadmihana

My daughter first words were lah, lah

Off-White tracksuits and Prada

Hot box your bro, it's a sauna

Big bro, I trust when it's lava, nigga