Johnny Gill
It's a sunny day
But his blood is on the ground
Maxx did the race
Bag of pepper for the hounds
87 Rounds
Chopper back you down
Every since I robbed him
Now they don't even come around
Yea
Come roll with a 60
Now we at the top with the big C
I know that a lot went against
This shit ain't easy
What I'm pimping
Try to keep in touch
But I'm missing
A whole 100 racks
Is a blessing
Yea nigga You right
But I'm lefty
Young nigga
You'll die trying to bitch me
Young nigga you'll fall
Trying to catch
I make my moves
With the best grove
And I got three hoes
In the next room
And I don't xans
But I pop shrooms
Somedays
Had to rob for the next meal
Out here had to hustle
With no deal
What do I in a day
Keep a tool and a K
When the block get hot
Man I sip Düsse
Trap in the field
Perky's and then pills
Kill a rat if he squill
New edition
Johnny Gill
Nigga Fuck how you feel
Keep a 40 on me chill
Bitch I'll smash
New edition
Johnny Gill
I'm running from 12
please
Answer the phone
I hid in the woods
Don't leave me alone
Hopefully my cousin
Beeze at home
I'm rolling a wood
What I'm sipping is strong
Oh lord
Oh my God
You know I came too far
Nike's I rock with Chanel
Look at The Patek
It will make you melt
All of this drip
It fall in the well
As Times passes
I couldn't tell
Free all my niggas
Who couldn't make bail
Thank all the family
That's sending the mail
If I bring a chopper
It's breaking the cell
I bring a uzi
It send you to hell
Out of my mind
Out of my element
They wanted my soul
But I'm not sell it
I'm making plays
So You'll have to Telly it
I'm in the field
But moving like Elliot
I got the weight it
Cause niggas ain't scaling it
Checking it
Definite
Do it so effortless
Up in this bitch
Fresh like a peppermint
I got a AK
Please do not let Em In
Young and I'm so ignorant
A.R. It come with a kick
That lean is making me sick
Shooting till I break my wrist
That Taylor port making me piss
120 I spend on my bitch
Luis and fendi
That's it
Cartier I can't see shit
Had on the pumas
When running from cop
Gave me 8 stitches
But Still but still couldn't stop
Flipping the birds
It's back to the block
Trap in the field
Perky's and then pills
Kill a rat if he squill
New edition
Johnny Gill
Nigga Fuck how you feel
Keep a 40 on me chill
Bitch I'll smash
New edition
Johnny Gill
But his blood is on the ground
Maxx did the race
Bag of pepper for the hounds
87 Rounds
Chopper back you down
Every since I robbed him
Now they don't even come around
Yea
Come roll with a 60
Now we at the top with the big C
I know that a lot went against
This shit ain't easy
What I'm pimping
Try to keep in touch
But I'm missing
A whole 100 racks
Is a blessing
Yea nigga You right
But I'm lefty
Young nigga
You'll die trying to bitch me
Young nigga you'll fall
Trying to catch
I make my moves
With the best grove
And I got three hoes
In the next room
And I don't xans
But I pop shrooms
Somedays
Had to rob for the next meal
Out here had to hustle
With no deal
What do I in a day
Keep a tool and a K
When the block get hot
Man I sip Düsse
Trap in the field
Perky's and then pills
Kill a rat if he squill
New edition
Johnny Gill
Nigga Fuck how you feel
Keep a 40 on me chill
Bitch I'll smash
New edition
Johnny Gill
I'm running from 12
please
Answer the phone
I hid in the woods
Don't leave me alone
Hopefully my cousin
Beeze at home
I'm rolling a wood
What I'm sipping is strong
Oh lord
Oh my God
You know I came too far
Nike's I rock with Chanel
Look at The Patek
It will make you melt
All of this drip
It fall in the well
As Times passes
I couldn't tell
Free all my niggas
Who couldn't make bail
Thank all the family
That's sending the mail
If I bring a chopper
It's breaking the cell
I bring a uzi
It send you to hell
Out of my mind
Out of my element
They wanted my soul
But I'm not sell it
I'm making plays
So You'll have to Telly it
I'm in the field
But moving like Elliot
I got the weight it
Cause niggas ain't scaling it
Checking it
Definite
Do it so effortless
Up in this bitch
Fresh like a peppermint
I got a AK
Please do not let Em In
Young and I'm so ignorant
A.R. It come with a kick
That lean is making me sick
Shooting till I break my wrist
That Taylor port making me piss
120 I spend on my bitch
Luis and fendi
That's it
Cartier I can't see shit
Had on the pumas
When running from cop
Gave me 8 stitches
But Still but still couldn't stop
Flipping the birds
It's back to the block
Trap in the field
Perky's and then pills
Kill a rat if he squill
New edition
Johnny Gill
Nigga Fuck how you feel
Keep a 40 on me chill
Bitch I'll smash
New edition
Johnny Gill
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Writer(s): Jovan Harvell
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