John Wick

John wick
Pretty Baba Yaga
Get you gone quick
Itchy trigger finger and my thumb lit
Heard the boy a singer now she wan kick
Yeah yeah
I go John wick
Fee on my head cause I'm next
Doubled up the price outta respect, yeah
Heard he want me dead but I'm blessed, yeah
Out here playing checkers this is-

Gossip on the street on my Lil Baby shit
I'm impossible to reach after my latest shit
69 'stang on some crazy shit
Imma pull up in the thang skrt take your bitch (Skrtttt)
Yeah I talk it and I sing get her naked quick
Yeah she all in for them rings like the Lakers is
Team stacked and we sweep, KD bay shit
Head to toe, all black Darth Vader shit
Yeah, we ain't the same you know it
Switch my lanes on you hoes I had to change the road
GT got no key, it TTG, it trained to go
If she be iffy I got the bliccy ready to claim they soul, yeah
32
Got a Shaq Shaq Shaq Shaq
When I squeeze, woah
They all back back back back
On her knees
Make it clap clap clap clap
You don't want beef
I attack tack tack tack like I'm

John wick
Pretty Baba Yaga
Get you gone quick
Itchy trigger finger and my thumb lit
Heard the boy a singer now she wan kick
Yeah yeah
I go John wick
Fee on my head cause I'm next
Doubled up the price outta respect, yeah
Heard he want me dead but I'm blessed, yeah
Out here playing checkers this is chess, yeah

I doubled finesse
I doubled the business, yeah
I doubled respect
I doubled the figures, yeah
I doubled the sex
I doubled the bitches
Took all of they summers and doubled they winters
Just me on my set but I doubled the winners
No bitch on my left but I doubled contenders
Mixing French vanilla got me way up in her liver
Run city, Godzilla
Paid to shoot like Reggie Miller
Plug walk
Trigger finger squeeze
Make the plug talk
Got me saying cheese in my mug shot
AR play a symphony of gunshots
When the gun pop
When your fun stop
Yeah my ex hoe got my social blocked, boy
New man ain't got what I got, boy
No cap give a fuck about an op, boy
Check my temperature you know I'm still hot, boy

John wick
Pretty Baba Yaga
Get you gone quick
Itchy trigger finger and my thumb lit
Heard the boy a singer now she wan kick
Yeah yeah
I go John wick
Fee on my head cause I'm next
Doubled up the price outta respect, yeah
Heard he want me dead but I'm blessed, yeah
Out here playing checkers this is chess, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Edward Mcmann
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