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Johnada Assaad
Johnada Assaad
Songwriter
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Keanu
Keanu
Producer

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What you want hoe Bad bitch, can you pull up on me pronto We can roll a 3 5 of that fronto Hennessy or that dom perignon hoe (Hold up, wait) But I ain't gon' front tho I want it now call an Uber to the condo Shawty buss it right down can you spin it all around When I'm done I kick her out ain't got no sorrow Racks on racks on racks Pull up in a phantom big body all black How you talking money when you talk like that I just hit a lick so you know I got the pack When I walk in necks break looking back Shawty got a 40 she ain't fuckin' with the gat Comin' through geeked up don't tell me how to act Now we really bossed up I ain't even gotta trap (Hold up) Came in wit a Draco 30 shottas they gon' do just what I say so Yeah I really got the fire, fuego Switching lanes in the city gotta lay low (Hold up, wait) Oh he got a Lambo Choppa on me get to bussin like I'm rambo We gon' turn the mansion into a bando For anybody tryna run up on the gang tho Swerve, oh shit I just did the dash up in the Merc, oh shit Shawty twerk on this And she really trippin off a perk, oh shit Put the work on this I just poured a 4 all on my shirt, oh shit Got the curse on this Said she want a bag, I bought a purse oh shit Gotta stay up on the fast route Double back in the Bach, yeah I'm back now On my own I ain't lookin for no handouts Secure the bag got me feeling like the man now When I come thru swerve bring the cash out Bad bitch beat her back till she pass out Smokin on a 3 5 till I pass out Money make her wet so I had to bring the racks out (Ah) Drop top, double r Bussdown, audemar It's gang shit, no opps Run up on me gun pop Switching up designers I be in the latest fashion If I see it imma cop it let me have it Whipping foreigns like they stolen I ain't crashing See the feds shit, I might have to stash it What you want hoe Bad bitch, can you pull up on me pronto We can roll a 3 5 of that fronto Hennessy or that dom perignon hoe (Hold up, wait) But I ain't gon' front tho I want it now call an Uber to the condo Shawty buss it right down can you spin it all around When I'm done I kick her out ain't got no sorrow
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