Mr. Wick
They like JB where you been at
All these bitches want the tea
I been grinding I been getting to it
Bitch I'm on my feet
They been speaking on me
They don't know my ear stay in street
Popped back on the scene
Now all these bitches scared to speak
Ha yeah
These niggas internet goons
I run in ya spot and I'm taking ya shit
Bitch, gimme da loot
These niggas want da smoke WIt JB cuz I got the Juice
I'll stump a hoe out in a minute in my timberland
These bitchs must be confused
Yeah
Mane these niggas niggas ain't built like that
Mane these Niggas so broke I swear to god
These Niggas ain't seen no racks
These niggas gone switch I swear on me
These niggas be giving me rat
Trendsetter been set the tone
They know JB lead the pack
They know JB get it going
They know JB got it hot
Bitches pissy and they know I got
The window and the pot
Bitches bottom feeders
All these niggas fighting for a spot
Rap God gone remind these niggas
Incase you hoes forgot
Took a break but I'm lit now
Runnin round the town bitches
Know I'm the shit now
I know they gone talk
But When I pull up
They don't get loud
Blow a Nigga quick
John wick I'm the shit now
I'm lit, legit
These Niggas know I'm on that
And I ain't, forget
That water on my wrist
Yeah that's a big bagget
These niggas wanna problem
Call me Mr. Wick
I'll blow a Nigga quick
That's why I'm lit legit
These Niggas know I'm on that
And I Ain't, forget
That Water on my wrist
Yeah that's a big bagget
These niggas wanna problem
Call me Mr. Wick
I'll blow a Nigga quick
Bitches ain talking bout to much
I gotta closet of designer I can back it up
Niggas leeches, blood suckas call em Dracula
The way I end these mfs is immaculate
Woah layy
I keep some bands in the safe
I am the best ain none of them close to place
No it ain't up for debate
I keep a meal and these niggas eyes on my plate
I blow dat za to the face
I got my foot on da gas dusting they ass these niggas taking a break
All of you bitches is late
Took a break but I'm lit now
Runnin round the town bitches
Know I'm the shit now
I know they gone talk
But when I pull up
They don't get loud
Blow a Nigga quick
John wick I'm the shit now
I'm lit, legit
These Niggas know I'm on that
And I ain't, forget
That water on my wrist
Yeah that's a big bagget
These niggas wanna problem
Call me Mr. Wick
I'll blow a Nigga quick
That's why I'm lit legit
These Niggas know I'm on that
And I ain't, forget
That water on my wrist
Yeah that's a big bagget
These niggas wanna problem
Call me Mr. Wick
I'll blow a Nigga quick
All these bitches want the tea
I been grinding I been getting to it
Bitch I'm on my feet
They been speaking on me
They don't know my ear stay in street
Popped back on the scene
Now all these bitches scared to speak
Ha yeah
These niggas internet goons
I run in ya spot and I'm taking ya shit
Bitch, gimme da loot
These niggas want da smoke WIt JB cuz I got the Juice
I'll stump a hoe out in a minute in my timberland
These bitchs must be confused
Yeah
Mane these niggas niggas ain't built like that
Mane these Niggas so broke I swear to god
These Niggas ain't seen no racks
These niggas gone switch I swear on me
These niggas be giving me rat
Trendsetter been set the tone
They know JB lead the pack
They know JB get it going
They know JB got it hot
Bitches pissy and they know I got
The window and the pot
Bitches bottom feeders
All these niggas fighting for a spot
Rap God gone remind these niggas
Incase you hoes forgot
Took a break but I'm lit now
Runnin round the town bitches
Know I'm the shit now
I know they gone talk
But When I pull up
They don't get loud
Blow a Nigga quick
John wick I'm the shit now
I'm lit, legit
These Niggas know I'm on that
And I ain't, forget
That water on my wrist
Yeah that's a big bagget
These niggas wanna problem
Call me Mr. Wick
I'll blow a Nigga quick
That's why I'm lit legit
These Niggas know I'm on that
And I Ain't, forget
That Water on my wrist
Yeah that's a big bagget
These niggas wanna problem
Call me Mr. Wick
I'll blow a Nigga quick
Bitches ain talking bout to much
I gotta closet of designer I can back it up
Niggas leeches, blood suckas call em Dracula
The way I end these mfs is immaculate
Woah layy
I keep some bands in the safe
I am the best ain none of them close to place
No it ain't up for debate
I keep a meal and these niggas eyes on my plate
I blow dat za to the face
I got my foot on da gas dusting they ass these niggas taking a break
All of you bitches is late
Took a break but I'm lit now
Runnin round the town bitches
Know I'm the shit now
I know they gone talk
But when I pull up
They don't get loud
Blow a Nigga quick
John wick I'm the shit now
I'm lit, legit
These Niggas know I'm on that
And I ain't, forget
That water on my wrist
Yeah that's a big bagget
These niggas wanna problem
Call me Mr. Wick
I'll blow a Nigga quick
That's why I'm lit legit
These Niggas know I'm on that
And I ain't, forget
That water on my wrist
Yeah that's a big bagget
These niggas wanna problem
Call me Mr. Wick
I'll blow a Nigga quick
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