han solo - john mackk lyrics
[intro]
it get loose in this b*tch
okay
(oh, it’s rok!lly)
it’s john mackk (oh my god)
[verse]
she h*lla mad, so she block me, she don’t like me (she h*lla mad)
facetime with all my brothers, but it’s cool, let ’em pipe it (let ’em crack)
if i was mad, i wouldn’t hide it (i wouldn’t hide it)
she was chokin’ on my d*ck, d*mn near had to do the heimlich (she was chokin’)
i’m one of one, you won’t find it (b*tch, you won’t)
yeah, it’s the future i can see, b*tch, i’m psychic (and i’m raven)
she’s so mad i won’t wife it (i won’t wife)
sh*t, i’m chasin’ dreams, tell that ho to quit cryin’ (quit cryin’)
certified trapper, what i need (what i need)
sh*t, she might be lactose, ’cause she ain’t never got no cheese (oh my god)
she broke, i’ll give you what you please (what you please)
baby 8 got air holes, i see it sparkin’ when i squeeze (grrah)
i’m somethin’ that these people never seen (never seen)
sh*t, sh*t, it’s probably why they hooked like kareem (yeah, they hooked)
pimp mackk, yeah, it kinda got a ring (yeah, yeah)
like, like, i say i’m every b*tch dream (brrt)
finna get some new diors just to show off (just to show off)
no matter where we at, it’s gon’ be b*tches tryna bogart (oh my god)
i step in, i probably got on no call (oh my god)
yeah, yeah, sh*t, i’m really finna go off (go off)
brodie f*cked her in a tesla and he ain’t keep her (he ain’t keep her)
please, brodie, she buggin’, i wouldn’t either (that b*tch mad)
i was him back in school ’cause my demeanor (i was him)
on g’s, i’m han solo, i f*cked the teacher (oh my god)
[interlude]
ain’t no motherf*ckin’ star wars, n*gga, the f*ck you thought was, n*gga? (n*gga, like, oh my god)
oh my god
i swear to god these n*ggas— hah
hey, bah, bah, bah, bah
bah, bah, bah, bah
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, yeah
[outro]
finna get some new diors just to show off (just to show)
no matter where we at, it’s gon’ be b*tches tryna bogart (they tryna go)
i step in, i probably got on no call (shout out brodie)
yeah, yeah, sh*t, i’m really finna go off
yeah, could you smell what i’m cookin’? it’s the rock
look, brodie in the kitchen, residue all in the pots
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