Lyrics:
chopper
Money don’t come slow bitch I’m popping
Pass me the rock lil bitch Dwayne Johnson
I got all that shit you wanted
Get to the top you know I want it
and Maca root powder
My parents dark, they far from Terrance Howard
My fam' in Watts, grew up not far from Towers
The pans and pots were drums and socks
and herb and she run it up
My bitches don't give a fuck, my bitches Bonnie this up
Let me be blunt, my bitches snuck into ravers
She smuggled the pills in
Last name ain't Johnson
But came Cs on my sneaks like I just came from Compton
I'm bringing glock with me shopping
If he get loud I might sock him
Know
, I'm posted in the A
My chevy sittin low, my phantom ridin high
Them A's go up every time I ride by
Shawty whats up, I'm the shit
Yea you can do it, but
[Chorus]
All my memories from those days come gather round me
What I'd give if they could take me back in time
It almost seems like yesterday
Where do
just count me
(What's that sound)
And I see the things go by
But I'm just feeling numb is no
One here to come over
Cause they hate to see me cry
They
how I shake n bake
Y'all ain't touching me
Shake n Bakin, Ricky Bobby
OG Bobby Johnson hobby
Breathe into it, kamikaze
Bomb the industry, watch me
Chorus
I've been living life in recluse
My momma fear that I may need me a noose
I used to wanna be the best in the world
Until I found out I'm
to hustle
Had to get it how I live
Just had to jump out them bushes
We had some shoe with no socks
We had some pots with no stove
And when it's cold we got
Never stopped you letting me get hold of the sweet spot by the scruff of your
(Knee socks)
You and me could have been a team
Each had a half
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
on tight
When the moment of truth finally comes
She gives me a look and she comes undone
She says, "it looks like we're lucky, someone's smilin' down"
'Cause I'll give it to ya, sock it to ya, put it to ya
Just the way you like it mama, ooh ah
I'm proud
Walk it like I talk
Yeah, ladies if you hear me
socks
He said he a big dog
We know he not
Look me in my eye,
I got it poppin
Flipped up my middle finger
When I rolled up to the stop sign
Drip down
like he on to something
Like he wanna touch me like my brother’s son
Squad!
They say I’m reppin’ like I’m ‘bout that
I tell ‘em come and try nigga if
Swing on me and im breaking your jaw We had it hard you had it all
I had da hard selling the raw We Sat in them halls getting it off
Craps by my side
We've just left the EU
We have and it's amazing
It's what we've been waiting for for four years
It means we get our own country back we get our
that doser once have you like it be so mean
You gucci d up from the socks but we rock bows and jeans
Ollie ollie oxen free words come out and play with
Too much sauce got extra
You can catch me in the lab like Dexter
Your main bitch, yeah I sexed her only did it 'cause she look like Carmen Electra (Ayy)
Johnson's Mill
I saw Becky Morgan, skinny dippin' nude.
Well I couldn't help but stop and stare
Hypnotized I stood right there
Enchanted by the beauty
Let's dance! Uh
(Yes ma'am
Is Charlotte Johnson at home by chance?
Uh yea ma'am we're supposed to have a date tonight.
Where we going?
I'll
and they get scared
Best Grime Act 2015
Rudeboy, come and chat to me next year
I ain't new to the hype
Have you ever seen what I do to the mic?
Rap like
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
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