Johnny

Bitch I smell like Prada
Do she love me nada
Fuck in the mañana
Have you sittin proper
I'm in Benihana's fuckin bitches by the thousand
Boyfriend in my DM's like boy who you houndin
I just say your girl cause I got a couple rounds in
Way she bring it back (Ooh) damn that's astoundin
F's up in the chat, let me get to clownin
Catch me like your dad, cause I won't be around then
Backwood to the face in some jeans and a white tee
And she lick my waist so I'm prayin that she like me
Thought I seen that face in this dream about my wifie
Said I wouldn't fold but this shit be too enticing
Heard she kinda cold so come get this ice cream
Heard my soul is sold don't worry about the pricing
Flows gettin old we rolled up and get hyphy
Professor made the beat, it's gold so check the bite bitch
(Fuck)
Get (Drunk)
Smoke (Skunk)
With the wrong ones
If she got an ass she can come and snag a cold one
She could let me clap, but she still won't get the lump sum
If she make it back from my hell she prolly on sum

Talkin Louis Gucci Prada I know I'm a product
Of the poverty I lived in, sneakers lookin lived in
Better come correct before you get corrected
She aint fuck a lame I took it as a lesson
Got a lot to learn from my adolescence
Society judge my worth based on my possessions
Why I smell so good it feels so effervescent

Night cold she ain't even say she love me
Pressure's on I never sleep
And even if she aint mean it still wanna hear it
These doors closin on me
I'm in denial fuckin pacin only thing on my mind she drive me crazy
Tell me what is the use if its impossible
Tell me what do we do
Well fell out
Of our chemistry boo, I mean



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Writer(s): Elijah Archuleta
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