God Damn

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[Intro] Ay, you know what's going on man J5 You know what's happening man Sometimes I'm here You know You know my gang shit You know Bit crazy But I like this shit [Hook] Now you can do your face mad Do you love me? I was on the move, so I'm flying up country, ay I was on the move, had me flying up South With my boys in a cabby, we a bun a ganja Joke man, with a diligent plan I'm a vigilant man, so we killin' them, damn With blood on my hands Blood on my shank Blood on my crops Johnny, god damn [Verse 1] Stretched, no limousine Fill up my magazine Sippin' promethazine, ay ay Designer from Italy Showing like Tivoli And baby going Sicily, ay ay Pull up in a drop top, cos of that stranger I'm rolling with that 4 long, no it ain't on Blowin' money fast, should've never watched Rick Ross Girl with a lip job, I want blowjob Brudda gettin' hectic, nigga's got a death wish On the m-way, take this exit Money everyday, one love to who get's it In [?], these burners get tested Are they all ready for the war, like I am too? Pretty girl, big back, bracelet on her ankle How you gonna snake them niggas that had you? Niggas buggin' out [Hook] Now you can do your face mad Do you love me? I was on the move, so I'm flying up country, ay I was on the move, had me flying up South With my boys in a cabby, we a bun a ganja Joke man, with a diligent plan I'm a vigilant man, so we killin' them, damn With blood on my hands Blood on my shank Blood on my crops Johnny, god damn [Verse 2] Johnny god damnit Johnny do damage Johnny ain't nothin' like them, god damnit Pom pom paradise Com com lavish From your pum pum tight Let me talk my Spanish [?] mami Then bring me to your boy I'll make me happy This one ni-ni-nine, called it dappy Move food all day With the weather all chappy Move light like a lantern Dark like a demon Oh god damn, watch you swallow my semen I ain't tryna move roddy, on the grind every season Don't care if he die, when I left him bleeding Smoke any flavour, tryna go to the moon And she thirsty for sure So she came for the juice Baby bang what you like, even know I'm a Jew You ain't gotta be scared, think I'm walkin' a zoot I'm with broski, listening to Money Man And when you think like me, what's a hundred grand? I'm in the trap house dizzy, cos I'm baggin' that And we're baggin' that, out there slangin' crack Told them little nerds, better get off my strip Cah I'm flyin' them out, cum fly on her lip Man know I ain't frightened to bang it, and dip And I'm really on job, don't take the piss With the gang, and we flyin' NW With the girls, wanna wine and bubble too I need racks with my wrist, all colourful Run at me with a blade, that's gullible I'm with the .44 long, that's huggable I'm like a little nigga, feel untouchable I'm from the 10 and they can keep their W Savages, but they callin' us loveable [Hook] Now you can do your face mad Do you love me? I was on the move, so I'm flying up country, ay I was on the move, had me flying up South With my boys in a cabby, we a bun a ganja Joke man, with a diligent plan I'm a vigilant man, so we killin' them, damn With blood on my hands Blood on my shank Blood on my crops Johnny, god damn
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- Johnny 5ive (CGM)