Went Off
No hoe I don't like land
Nah I'm just playing fan time 'cause it's summertime
Lil nigga couldn't stand up to big dog
Ricochet off the wall take his head off
Fall off not me this is John Wall
But it's my ball go until the sky fall
Forget it I hope they get the message
You can keep your heart or put it in a casket to protect it
Put your money wit me that's a safe investment
The epitome of misery is history
Bitches on my dick shit I don't give a shit
I'm loving life it feels good to live free
The hater should've waited they a bitch to me
I love the fam I put that on everything
Black queen that queen mean more than ebony
Free smoke weed smoke smell like the remedy
Gas pack that's that thrax when it's lit for me
I wanna fly high no hoe I don't like land
Nah I'm just playing fan time cuz it's summertime
Hot like the heat on the oven high
Haters hating on me cuz I'm loving life
Where the cognac party at
I don't even sip none of that
Looking like a thundercat
Raiden shocked Shinnok then he dropped
Thunder God don't got time to play
And I'm on the block
And I'm on the block
Excuse me while I Milly Rock then proceed to the cash flow
Like where the fuck is that though motherfuck a Wall-doe
She throwing me that pussy
She throwing me that pussy them walls so gushy
I cum when she tell me to cum now
She was giving me top no hat I am Kung Lao
Been able to eat pussy since a young child
Afro supernatural
I wanna fly high no hoe I don't like land
Nah I'm just playing fan time cuz it's summertime
Hot like the heat on the oven high
Haters hating on me cuz I'm loving life
I'm from a city where really niggas gun bound
Think a nigga ain't strapped uppin fye and get gunned down
That's a strap click clack get back
Get back you don't know me like that
If you don't know now you know that
A soldier damn I thought I told ya
Shooting like a soldier like im from Magnolia
Rubbers on my dick I'ma smash
If I got a stick then it's gas
You want smoke you on that dope
Put him on a shirt now his family hurt
So what you saying man you playing you don't want these hands
Get that ass rocked feelin every shot pop
That pussy mopped dripping while I drop
Baby finer than Sanaa and got that sloppy top top
Hop up in her box Hopscotch
Nah I'm just playing fan time 'cause it's summertime
Lil nigga couldn't stand up to big dog
Ricochet off the wall take his head off
Fall off not me this is John Wall
But it's my ball go until the sky fall
Forget it I hope they get the message
You can keep your heart or put it in a casket to protect it
Put your money wit me that's a safe investment
The epitome of misery is history
Bitches on my dick shit I don't give a shit
I'm loving life it feels good to live free
The hater should've waited they a bitch to me
I love the fam I put that on everything
Black queen that queen mean more than ebony
Free smoke weed smoke smell like the remedy
Gas pack that's that thrax when it's lit for me
I wanna fly high no hoe I don't like land
Nah I'm just playing fan time cuz it's summertime
Hot like the heat on the oven high
Haters hating on me cuz I'm loving life
Where the cognac party at
I don't even sip none of that
Looking like a thundercat
Raiden shocked Shinnok then he dropped
Thunder God don't got time to play
And I'm on the block
And I'm on the block
Excuse me while I Milly Rock then proceed to the cash flow
Like where the fuck is that though motherfuck a Wall-doe
She throwing me that pussy
She throwing me that pussy them walls so gushy
I cum when she tell me to cum now
She was giving me top no hat I am Kung Lao
Been able to eat pussy since a young child
Afro supernatural
I wanna fly high no hoe I don't like land
Nah I'm just playing fan time cuz it's summertime
Hot like the heat on the oven high
Haters hating on me cuz I'm loving life
I'm from a city where really niggas gun bound
Think a nigga ain't strapped uppin fye and get gunned down
That's a strap click clack get back
Get back you don't know me like that
If you don't know now you know that
A soldier damn I thought I told ya
Shooting like a soldier like im from Magnolia
Rubbers on my dick I'ma smash
If I got a stick then it's gas
You want smoke you on that dope
Put him on a shirt now his family hurt
So what you saying man you playing you don't want these hands
Get that ass rocked feelin every shot pop
That pussy mopped dripping while I drop
Baby finer than Sanaa and got that sloppy top top
Hop up in her box Hopscotch
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Writer(s): Elijah Timmon
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