Johnny kage

Dark shades like Jonny Kage every summer a hunnid k
Every week I hit the bay
I love trappin out of state
Interstate road running
I'm scammin in a fo runner
Got them bowls loads coming
Finesse and jugg the whole summer
Want fentanyl my bro comin
When I set you up that hoe comin
We step on shit like homecoming
In the trap I keep that door pumpin
Zaza smoke up in my lungs again
Pop me another perky ten
I'm tryna Fuck your sister, best friend and next to kin

Wockesha in my sprite pour up four for the night
I catch a opp then it's in site
I leave em sleeping at the light
We don't play 'round
We just spray rounds
In the night time or the day now
Got a A up on my K now
In the dirt that's where you lay now
Put two G's on your head now you playing for the Packers
I like to count my money backwards
I get my cheese from the crackers
I got like fifty in this Glock stocked
In case I'm in my drop top
You kno I got the block hot
Back door of the trap locked
I was running thru the Valley selling salad to the rabbits
But I stayed on that action
Getting money became a habit
Then I busted it out the plastic
And threw a ten while I'm in Magic
Better catch me off in traffic and on the gang ion do no lacking

Dark shades like Johnny kage
Every summer a hunnid k
Every week I hit the Bay
I love trappin out of state
Interstate road runnin
Im scammin in a four runner
I got them bowls loads coming
Finesse and jugg the whole summer
Want fentanyl my bro coming
When I set you up that hoe coming
We step on shit like home coming
In the trap I keep that dope pumpin
Zaza smoke up in my lungs again
Pop me another perky ten
Im tryna fuck your sister,best friend and your next to kin

Im balling like the playoff
So I gotta keep a A-R
Rep that fo I'm not Bratt Farve
Swing that nine like it's top golf
Hit his head pop his top off
Plenty work we can not lay-off
I swear I do this shit for Madoff
The Feds keep me on they radar
I be scammin there be trappin
This paperwork is acrobatic
Getting money is automatic
Intervene gon be a tragic
I got that sand man sand man
Sixty for a gram man
Bitches popping pussy and they doing it on a hand stand
I finesse the whole Bity with nobody rolling with me
I DID
BITCH
I finesse the whole Bity with nobody rolling with me
I DID
BITCH

Dark shades like Johnny Kage
Every summer a hunnid k
Every week I hit the Bay
I love trappin out of state
Interstate road running
Im scammin in a four runner
Got them bowls loads coming
Finesse and jugg the whole summer
Want fentanyl my bro coming
When I set you up that hoe coming
We step on shit like home coming
In the trap I keep that dope pumpin
Zaza smoke up in my lungs again
Pop me another perky ten
Im tryna fuck your sister, best friend and next to kin
Wockesha in my Sprite pour up fo just for the night



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Writer(s): Brandon Tate
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