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John Madden

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Альбом: Old Heads Wanna Be Us
Дата релиза 2024
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Текст John Madden

A bad bougie bitch, but off the liquor she get ratchet

Hey, I′m quick to call a player on this bitch, John Madden

Fuck a conversation, I spilled drank on my lavins

He ain't got no skits on my momma, he just rappin′

Won't never tuck my chain if you see a nigga grab it

Full of metal jackets, but the Glock I'm totin′ plastic

They ask me how I made him disappear, nigga magic

And I don′t even like to post the juice, it's a habit

A bad bougie bitch, but off the liquor she get ratchet

Ain′t hear me when I came, 'cause shit I put up in a Tesla

I eat five-star meals every day, ′cause this shit regular

Ain't stoppin′ if they own us, 'cause I promise this shit federal

And I ain't got no time, bitch, I gotta check my schedule

A million dollars later, bitch, I promise I could pop it

And I don′t need nobody, if you test me, I send rockets

A nigga tried to ask me if I′m trippin', nigga, stop it

′Cause we the reason niggas cryin' lowerin′ them coffins

They taped off the scene, all you see is shells and caution

They ask me how I feel about the streets, I'm exhausted

And I don′t talk to peasants, I do business with the bosses

I heard this nigga diss me on the song, this nigga lost it

I'm double-parked, we finna grab this fool, we on mission

You hoes say my name for some clout, you bitches fishin'

And I heard you went and made a diss, bet they won′t listen

And you bitches love to pay me, I′m a player, this ain't pimpin′

Scrapin' through the East in a box on some Roochies

Don′t like what I done said, when you see me, niggas shoot me

And he said, what's up, when he see me, niggas goofy

The Feds in my house, cause these niggas talkin′ loosely

Hey, I'm quick to call a player, run this bitch, John Madden

Fuck a conversation, I spilled drank on my lavins

He ain't got no skits on my momma, he just rappin′

Won′t never tuck my chain, if you see a nigga, grab it

Full of metal jackets, but the Glock, I'm totin′ plastic

They ask me how I made him disappear, nigga, magic

And I don't even like to post the juice, it′s a habit

A bad bougie bitch, but off the liquor, she get ratchet

Ain't hear me when I came, ′cause shit, I put up in a Tesla

I eat five-star meals every day, 'cause this shit regular

Ain't stoppin′ if they own us, ′cause I promise this shit federal

And I ain't got no time, bitch, I gotta check my schedule

A million dollars later, bitch, I promise I could pop it

And I don′t need nobody, if you test me, I send rockets

A nigga tried to ask me if I'm trippin′, niggas stop it

'Cause we the reason niggas cryin′ lower in them coffins

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