I'm John Wayne, fuck the sheriff, my nigga It's rest in peace bro, why they buried my niggas? I made this myself, ain't inherit shit, nigga Of course they don't want me to win, I'm too big though My boots really made from Margiela (Designer) I might take your girl and then fuck her, forget her (Designer) I keep a revolver, so keep your lil' head tucked I'm the man, fuck it, keep rubber bands up She ain't wanna fuck me, but my friend fucked Had to pay couple bands for the Benz truck (Skrrt) Came into town with a whole lot of money, I put that on God (Bitch) Remember them days I used to be robbin', now I'm just stylin'
New Hennessy, I imported it Sorry to see all these pussies, unfortunate You need a plug, then just send your coordinates Look, I do not fuck with subordinates I heard that you was a bitch nigga, wait I do not fuck with no bitch niggas I done came up and got rich, nigga, wait
I'm John Wayne, fuck the sheriff, my nigga It's rest in peace bro, why they buried my niggas? I made this myself, ain't inherit shit, nigga Of course they don't want me to win, I'm too big though
Yeah, I'm too lit though Gotta keep a Smith & Wess', uh-uh-uh Always keep a stick like I fence, uh-uh-uh Crazy livin' in the wild west, uh-uh-uh (Bitch) Pull up on your shorty, make a mess, uh-uh, look I hop out a 'Rari, embarrass you niggas I love all the money, might marry it, wait (Skrrt) Got the world on my back, I be carrying niggas, I'm I've been on my high horse Fuck your resource, you ain't heard about me Black Air Force on, niggas doubt me But I came through stuntin' like, "Howdy, bitch" Nigga turned broke to rich Ain't talkin' Nintendo Switch, I smash these bitches You know I'ma thrash these bitches and then I'm gon' pass these bitches I'm talkin' 'bout, yeah Sick, I need a motherfuckin' doctor (Sick, I need a motherfuckin' doctor) Always keep a pistol or a chopper (Always keep a pistol or the chopper) I came on a horse, a helicopter
I'm John Wayne, fuck the sheriff, my nigga It's rest in peace bro, why they buried my niggas? (Bitch, bitch) I made this myself, ain't inherit shit, nigga Of course they don't want me to win, I'm too big though My boots really made from Margiela (Designer) I might take your girl and then fuck her, forget her (Designer) I keep a revolver, so keep your lil' head tucked I'm the man, fuck it, keep rubber bands up She ain't wanna fuck me, but my friend fucked (He fucked) Had to pay couple bands for the Benz truck (Skrrt) Came into town with a whole lot of money, I put that on God (Bitch) Remember them days I used to be robbin', now I'm just stylin'
Wicked wild west, nigga Don't flex, nigga, you could get death, nigga (Flex) Might fuck around, break a nigga neck, nigga (Bitch) Never went to class, but I bet I'm finna test niggas Who's next, nigga? In the Tesla, uh, with the pistol, uh, and they pissed off, uh Drop your bitch off, uh, pick a pound up No round-up, get your cows up That's the white nigga, like milk, bitch That's real shit, hat tilted On bronem, on foenem (On who?) On horses, got four of them Or a V12, drink a V8 Smoke top shelf, gotta wait, wait That's too much, ain't get that (Haha) These niggas lame, these niggas wack
I'm John Wayne, fuck the sheriff, my nigga It's rest in peace bro, why they buried my niggas? (Bitch, bitch) I made this myself, ain't inherit shit, nigga Of course they don't want me to win, I'm too big though My boots really made from Margiela (Designer) I might take your girl and then fuck her, forget her (Designer) I keep a revolver, so keep your lil' head tucked I'm the man, fuck it, keep rubber bands up She ain't wanna fuck me, but my friend fucked (He fucked) Had to pay couple bands for the Benz truck (Skrrt) Came into town with a whole lot of money, I put that on God (Bitch) Remember them days I used to be robbin', now I'm just stylin'
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