letra de they wan talk - johnny 215
(hook: reallyrack)
they wan talk but ain’t got none left
i’m the pop but he ain’t my son yea
i get the guap n-gga not no ones (yea)
i want the tree cloudy in my lungs
i roll my weed i don’t smoke no papers
all my n-ggas keep pipes
young n-gga ridin down the street no bike
n-gga better keep them lights on (yea)
spray like lysol lately
we don’t like them
i think my mind gone
i can’t find him
(verse: jocck)
okay like yea
i’m on that yea
i feel like yea
he want smoke tell him he gotta roll one
brand new f-ckin wraith joccky tryna own one
she like you don’t f-ck with me jocck just call my phone or sum
n0body worried bout me everybody just want a drop of sum
(adlibs: johnny!)
i just pulled up i just pulled up i just pulled up
i just pulled up i just pulled up i just pulled up
i just pulled up i just pulled up i just pulled up
i just pulled up
(hook)
they wan talk but ain’t got none left
i’m the pop but he ain’t my son yea
i get the guap n-gga not no ones (yea)
i want the tree cloudy in my lungs
i roll my weed i don’t smoke no papers
all my n-ggas keep pipes
young n-gga ridin down the street no bike
n-gga better keep them lights on (yea)
spray like lysol lately
we don’t like them
i think my mind gone
i can’t find him
(verse: johnny!)
yea
i just pulled up i just pulled up i just pulled up
i just pulled up i just pulled up i just pulled up
oldhead really mad as f-ck i f-cked on his daughter
every time she see my face that sh-t really water
mmhmm
keep talkin all this bullsh-t i ain’t really jackin it
been drippin on some cool sh-t my swag really fabulous
everything i do precise everything is accurate
f-ckin on ya b-tch too nice she said it’s immaculate
she gon be spinnin again and spinnin again (yuh)
brodie pulled up he too trim pulled up in the benz
just to let you know i don’t hang with many men
n-ggas be way too pretend
i don’t really wanna make new friends
make new friends
i just pulled up i just pulled up
(hook)
they wan talk but ain’t got none left
i’m the pop but he ain’t my son yea
i get the guap n-gga not no ones (yea)
i want the tree cloudy in my lungs
i roll my weed i don’t smoke no papers
all my n-ggas keep pipes
young n-gga ridin down the street no bike
n-gga better keep them lights on (yea)
spray like lysol lately
we don’t like them
i think my mind gone
i can’t find him
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