228 Xhulooo
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Bullets flying out that 228
Kick up my feet in Guatemala while I watch 'em hate
Said I was broke last year, I flipped this [?] like Drake
Fancy restaurants, filet mignon all on my plate
[Verse 1]
If he pull up to the crib then buzz in when you at the gate
(Mama said don't worry 'bout nothing 'cause you gon' be great)
Designer winter coat on in the summer, ain't no time to wait
Just spent a band on some Vans likе I know how to skate
I was born from pain in '05, not no 93
You keep capping on your name, man, you don't gotta lie to mе
Stop sending your links 'cause it's not going to be fire to me
Stop talking on my name, you ain't put in no effort to worth fighting me
Just like we in GTA, I pulled up with my gang, yeah
If you ain't get no money, damn, you can't hang, yeah
Got a grill from Johnny and it feel like I got fangs, yeah
I ain't talking Johnny, boy, I'm talking Johnny Dang, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Bullets flying out that 228
Kick up my feet in Guatemala while I watch 'em hate
Said I was broke last year, I flipped this [?] like Drake
Fancy restaurants, filet mignon all on my plate
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Bullets flying out that 228
Kick up my feet in Guatemala while I watch 'em hate
Said I was broke last year, I flipped this [?] like Drake
Fancy restaurants, filet mignon all on my plate
[Verse 1]
If he pull up to the crib then buzz in when you at the gate
(Mama said don't worry 'bout nothing 'cause you gon' be great)
Designer winter coat on in the summer, ain't no time to wait
Just spent a band on some Vans likе I know how to skate
I was born from pain in '05, not no 93
You keep capping on your name, man, you don't gotta lie to mе
Stop sending your links 'cause it's not going to be fire to me
Stop talking on my name, you ain't put in no effort to worth fighting me
Just like we in GTA, I pulled up with my gang, yeah
If you ain't get no money, damn, you can't hang, yeah
Got a grill from Johnny and it feel like I got fangs, yeah
I ain't talking Johnny, boy, I'm talking Johnny Dang, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Bullets flying out that 228
Kick up my feet in Guatemala while I watch 'em hate
Said I was broke last year, I flipped this [?] like Drake
Fancy restaurants, filet mignon all on my plate
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