JOHN WICK

two guns that I’m riding with 
got me feeling like John wick (I’m him!) 
1 up top in the chamber loaded 
3 headed beast that’s the AR
and this AK got hella kick 
4 bullets hit you in the dome 
I shot 5 times but I never miss
where’d the last one go?
it’s in your bitch ( aye!) 

 taking souls im the grim reaper
i body rappers, i dig deeper
you cock blockin like goal keepers 
you fake as hell,  you actin out 
I see your lines like palm readers 
I wrap it up and I’m selling white 
but nah bitch I ain’t no drug dealer 

[chorus]

I see pussies everywhere I go
time to call the pest control 
buggin ass bitches 
couldn’t see me with a telescope 

[verse]

they say I’m blessed with the gift of rap
but I’m toe taggin, I never lack 
they hypnotized, ready to die, got me feeling like biggie back 
I built the road, I paved the way, 
I’m on it now never off track 
got a bad bitch on my ballsack
yall dick riding no hijack

they pissed off I been the shit 
I’ll never quit this how I live
like a blind date with an ugly bitch 
fuck around , get your bill split 

militant minded 
the missiles are guided
the fake and the real are divided 
these rappers they come up and poppin 
but I get to droppin  
and all of em shut up they quiet 
( fuck em)

got no love for these fake bitches
I swear to God I can’t trust em

chargin the game like a battering ram
I’m chasing the commas and beat up the beat 
when I turn to a bully I came with the fully 
they runnin like damn

the tires they screeching 
the sound of the lamb 
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
Ayeeeee!

I see pussies everywhere I go
time to call the pest control 
buggin ass bitches 
couldn’t see me with a telescope 


wanna fuck around with the gang 
(DONT PLAY THAT!) 
all about the money every day
I don’t care what they say 
yeah load up the chop
for the payback 

spinnin around the block 
like a mothafuckin racetrack 

every single night I go in
what you say now?
 come through with a hunnid damn shots make em lay down
been a top G
OG and im certified 
every year that I get older im more modified 

pistol poppin off at the mouth 
it’s personified 
wanna be the best but you do not qualify
notify anybody coming for the crown of mine
that I been ready With a tech 9
hoe 
and the way im making waves
everybody needa boat
am I wrong or im right 
mothafucka im both
gotta kill beats til im dead
made an oath 

I’m bout my green 
better duck like Oregon 
AR-15 boutta meet your organs 

I play these hoes like accordions
and I came to kill the beat cause I’m bored again 

and I bounty hunt
no mandalorian 

and I strike these hoes 
like a scorpion

and they study my shit like historians 

You wanna be like me? Can’t afford that shit 


two guns that I’m riding with 
got me feeling like John wick (I’m him!) 
1 up top in the chamber loaded 
3 headed beast that’s the AR
and this AK got hella kick

Rage, trap, heavy 808s, anthem loud, ominous dark beat, melodic, EDM, Japanese anime theme rap