John Wayne (feat. OneWay Tray & $elly$el)

They know when it come to that pressure OneWay ain't gone let up A must that I max out He said that he spit coke in the booth Til I come in use it and now it's a crack house You ain't stepping on shit And you sipping on tussin Aye brother tell me what the act bout A bitch call on me Beat her back out You took that lil hoe to yo stash house Catch one of these niggas i'm all in his mentions It's hard to avoid when you playa made I up with this forty He switching his story By then all my shells on that taper fade They all on my trail but they slower than snails I leave a fine line like a razor blade When it come to beef I sublimate You better make sure that them killers pay If I came with a stick How you want a fade Type of paper I make a buy you a grave I been rocking a mask pre corona mane I was dropping them scratches in broad day All my niggas some goats cause we all paid How you niggas so rich and y'all swap chains Bitches tell me i'm cooler than ashtrays Put that bag in my hand like i'm all state I ain't fucked up bout being your friend I'm only here for the front end The back i'll can leave for you mans If he wreck he get stretched That's an X out the plan Run off with the bag That's a must get his ass Put the nigga in the trunk Put his hand in the bag If he don't come back with the curve He won't get this bitch back Thousand ways to get paid if this shit get bad Plus the pack still moving like the line at six flags Crew gassed up so we all on the road with it Can't shot yo shot cause yo ass got poor pivot Shit that you spit old nigga yea we don't feel it Hard, I go in like a dentist on old feelings Roll up a woody take that to the brain Vac on the seal So you don't smell a thing Old school dropping these jews on my brain With a colt 45 in his hand John Wayne Now I just shoot for the stars Bitch hit me up like you want a massage Niggas mad cause I got cash on a card Got too much shit now I need a garage Items I got you can't sell in the yard Bitch wanna fuck but I wanna menage Marli'World working but don't got a job But name a young nigga that's working this hard Niggas they sleep on me I'm bout to wake em up Slicing and dicing niggas like a paper cut I need my hunneds stacked up like some paper cups We had to kick him out cause he ain't make enough Don't reach for my hand Nah I ain't shaking up I am the point Dribble then I shake em up Hit the bank Hit the crib Hella racks gotta rake it up Double back to the telly Damn I ain't take enough I'm loaded up Fuck i'm reloaded I still gotta save it up Holding up stacks in the air like a trophy I'm balling out like i'm balling with Kobe Wrist is on fleek Rollie on frozen I am the one that's why i'm chosen (I am the one that's why i'm chosen) I am the one that's why i'm chosen