Lyrics:
Rae, Jay-Z, Swae Lee
East Coast, West Coast, reppin' all my homedogs
Compass points true north, unlike Versatile (Frauds)
Comin' from Troy, you know you
to Wisconsin packin' Bronson weight
When I drive long distance, I gotta concentrate
Bump Action, Ghost, Rae, mostly played out my little speakers
But come stroke
Maloba neke Sata John Wick
Le John Cena
Nna ke ngwana Koko
Ke gotse ka speit
Ke gotse ke thula top
Ke tsuba Benzene
Nou so ke summer
Di number tsa
your whole team up)
Take care of B.I., Chef (got your back John John)
(Yeah, bust it, yo, yo)
Fly G.I. Nigga
Now, yo, yo, what up, yo? Time is
your whole team up)
Take care of B.I., Chef (got your back John John)
(Yeah, bust it, yo, yo)
Fly G.I. Nigga
Now, yo, yo, what up, yo? Time is
[Rae] Aiyyo, American Cream Team productions, bustin
[THH] Harlem World, Shaolin
[Rae] We back.. and we ain't goin nowhere
Get that? They gonna
(It's on, Rae) word up from staircase to stage
Yeah, (yo who that?) you know what it is
(Oh s***, that's the Wu n****z man) aiyo
From out the air
this tremendously
(It's on, Rae) word up from staircase to stage
Yeah... (yo who that?) You know what it is
(Oh shit... that's the Wu niggaz man) aiyo
I'ma eat it
I'ma eat it like some pizza bitch I'm Papa John's
Finna beat it
She call me Mr. Loverman, Shabba Ranks
Bitch you know the vibes
You know
Black Beatles in the city, be back immediately
To confiscate the moneys (EarDrummers)
Rae Sremm, Guwop, Mike WiLL
I sent flowers, but you said you
I'm just fucking these bitches no good intentions long live Rae Rae
Yea one of the realest
You know every single one of our stories i gotta handle
out to Dallas
Might kick some pimping and ball with the Mavericks
Like a mechanic how Rae got the ratchet
And just like a rocket might up it and blast
No cap man is a G yeah
But don't need John I got B yeah
And if you boys start boomin' on I'll slap you back for free yeah
Believe me
Space cadets
the zeroes
Nobody rocking like this sixty years old
The hard johns and the Walleys something caught me
I'm telling you what Wu-Tang taught me
The young
johns and the walleys something caught me
I’m telling you what Wu-Tang taught me
The young youth rocking the gold tooth
Pull up in a drop top old school
Must be nice
Ear Drummers
Sremmlife
Mike Will
(Mike Will Made It)
Rae Sremmurd
Uncle Jxm in this motherfucker
Bad bitches do it big in this
Black Beatles in the city, be back immediately
To confiscate the moneys (EarDrummers)
Rae Sremm, Guwop, Mike WiLL
I sent flowers, but you said you
microphone hippie
Hit Poughkeepsie crispy chicken verbs throw up a stone Richie
Chop the O, sprinkle a little snow inside a Optimo
Swing the John McEnroe,
microphone hippie
Hit Poughkeepsie crispy chicken verbs throw up a stone Richie
Chop the O, sprinkle a little snow inside a Optimo
Swing the John McEnroe,
call me "John Wick" (yeah)
Pull up with the drum
(yeah) , i got a stick (yeah, ouu)
Fortnite, Fortnite, Fortnite (yeah)
Fortnite, Fortnite, Fortnite
If
Building with my crew
(yeah) , stick with ak's, mess
With imma shoot, Fortnite
Fortnite, you a noob, imma skin (yeah)
Call me john wick, pull up
it's no cigar
Take a couple moves from John Wayne
Learn a thing or two from Jesse James
'Cause I only date cowboys
I'll make it easy and spell it
Norma Rae limned a powerful word on a cardboard sign
John Cash in an eloquent drawl draws water from my eyes
One week sans Evan Williams, fashionably
some work fronted and I still bagged it
She thought the box was kill but I kept jabbin
Throwin them 2’s up im Rae Savvin
Bitch, im livin lavish
Burnin
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