CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Johnny Cinco

You got a gangbangin' b*t*h
She a nurse, she gave me lean for the pandemic, b*t*h
SRT, it be spinnin', I can't handle the wheel
She see I got money and started trippin', I think that lil' b*t*h want a tip
And she say she don't like me but that's not what I think
'Cause she keep on DM-in' me and she not off no drank
And the color of the lean still the same, it's still pink
I might legally change my name, I might change it to Ben Frank
And I hop out the Tesla, got the trunk in the front
She say, what I want for dinner? But she ate me up for lunch
All thesе guns, got a motherf**kin' bunch
If you see a realer rappеr that is not my Dutch
Chop shootin', no pistol, no Lutz
I gotta learn how to f**kin' love, [?]
Dropped outta school smokin' A plus, in a foreign, used to be on the bus
Just like she eatin' food and drinkin' juice I used to put this sh*t in her gut
How much that chain was? Not that much 'cause eight bands to me ain't none
Hit her lil' pu**y, it wasn't none, my b*t*h a demon like the nun
She real seductive, make me c*m
She givin' top, make a n***a numb
Get so much brain that it make me dumb
Ayy, the bootyhole with the thumb
Ayy, the pu**yhole with the tongue
I pour up Patron now I'm up to somethin'
She call me bae, baby, and hun
She got a sweet tooth want a honey bun
My Glock don't play so don't play with that gun (Huh)
Don't trust sh*t, not even the day one
F**k losin', b*t*h, we already won (On gang)
F**k spinnin' 'cause my n***as still spun
F**k karma, I'ma roll up a blunt
You act like a female one morn', lil' b*t*h, lil' b*t*h
I wasn't born yesterday, [?], lil' b*t*h, b*t*h
I know that you love me, you ain't even done though (Lil' b*t*h)
You know that I smoke gas like a skunk, hoe (Uh-huh)
If you wanna front I ain't buyin' you frontal
Stand up for the trap, n***a, Johnny Cinco
You know I rap, n***a, for a bankroll
Know I got locked down and I ain't told
It's 'cause you a b*t*h, n***a, man, I can't fold
Stand up for the trap, n***a, Johnny Cinco
I bet that I'm scarfaced, but I ain't though
Livin' this sh*t like it's no tomorrow
Good heart but I still want sorrow
It's 'cause you a b*t*h, n***a, man, I can't fold
Stand up for the trap, n***a, Johnny Cinco