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xans - johnny buck3ts lyrics

[intro: johnny buck3ts]
and i’m f-ckin’ n-ggas hoes
woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo, woo, woo

[chorus: johnny buck3ts]
percocets, molly, and xans
i’ma pull up in a benz
on my wrist that’s about ten
vvs, back at it again
and i stay flexin’ them bands
and i stay rockin’ them vans
stay dissin’ but eat out of cans
stay hatin’ but n-ggas is fans

[verse 1: johnny buck3ts]
stay wet like water
i’m savage i’ll f-ck on your daughter
you rappin’ but n-gga i’m hotter
and you p-ssy, you know that i’m harder
sneak dissin’ll get yo’ -ss k!lled
keep playin’ and blood’ll get spilled
big n-gga they callin’ me wilt
you n-ggas is softer than silk
i know these n-ggas gon’ hate
but not eating, no food on they plate
you stay tryna hop on my wave
but i can not f-ck wit’ you fakes
lord, jesus
i walk in the females start feenin’
got fans, these b-tches be screaming
can’t care because that i’m leaning
these cups make me feel like i’m dreaming
that b-tch tried to play wit’ my ice
i told her you rollin’ the dice
i told that b-tch hand me my sprite
i’m already high like a kite
i be faded, i might miss flight
purple stain on my clothes
and i’m f-ckin’ n-ggas hoes

[chorus: johnny buck3ts]
percocets, molly, and xans
i’ma pull up in a benz
on my wrist, that’s about ten
vvs, back at it again
and i stay flexin’ them bands
and i stay rockin’ them vans
stay dissin’ but eat out of cans
stay hatin’ but n-ggas is fans
percocets, molly, and xans
i’ma pull up in a benz
on my wrist, that’s about ten
vvs, back at it again
and i stay flexin’ them bands
and i stay rockin’ them vans
stay dissin’ but eat out of cans
stay hatin’ but n-ggas is fans

[verse 2: nudè]
upper echelon, leave the rest alone
get my cheese, b-tch no that’s provolone
giorgio that’s my cologne
bullhead and i’m in the zone
other dudes won’t let you know
but i want the head and then skrt face when i get the dome
don’t hit my phone
don’t blow me up, i know i’m the bomb
beamer dreams in that x5
i’m going blank in my x5
slapped the ho, big mad, so it’s back to jail if my ex files
sh-t happens, been rappin’
n-ggas try to tax, i food stamp ’em
one thousand, two thousand, three thousand, we bout it
i seen it, he watched it, they saw it, she found it
she chose, she knows
no bull sh-t, no d-rose
hot n-gga no cheetos
on my white boy sh-t (neat-o)
this flow ain’t free ho
i need 250 just to keep going
300 just to touch base
too cold i freeze on ’em
how you lose a one team race
ain’t no opponents when we on it
doper than dope heads abuse
firework, let off a fuse
and now i be blessed like (ah-choo) yeah
now i be blessed like (ah-choo)

[outro: nudé & johnny buck3ts]
now i be blessed like (ah-choo)
and i’m f-ckin’ n-ggas hoes

- johnny buck3ts lyrics

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