John Wick ft. Yvng Prince & DSG Brey Lyrics

Running through your set, hit your dome like I'm John Wick

Scrolling through my phone, see your name, I hit block bitch

I hit block bitch

I hit block bitch

She know all the hood like she Jenny From the Block, bitch

Spend 100k on the wrist, it don't tick-tock bitch

Going viral, post the video, yeah I stop shit

Hundred round drum on the Drac', yeah it spit quick

Spitting on my dick, gluck gluck, yeah I want it

I'm on demon time, ha bitch, like I'm haunted

Wetter than Catrina, my shit coming out the faucet

Running through your shit like an athlete running cross fit

Pushing pounds, coming through the town, getting all the guap

Feel like El Chapo how I'm serving all this re-rock

Never catch me lacking, always toting, yeah I keep a Glock

Always posted outside with choppas, you hear bah bah

I be posted up 305, upping all the opps

You never catch us lacking, yeah we posted up with all the Glocks

Riding in a Vert, strapped with Uzis like we out in Philly

Throw it off the glass, yeah I pass it to that boy Milly

She let me beat it up, then she gon eat it up

Look at the way that she heating up

I put my ice on then hit from the back, now I'm grabbing her neck and that little baby freezing up

Got that bitch reaching up, grabbing the blunt she gon breathe it up

I asked her bae did you eat enough

Looked in my eyes, your girl grabbing my shit, now she making a mess and she keeping a mop so that little baby clean it up

What, what are you doing

Who are you, who are you screwing

I need you to come, I need you don't run

I'm finna bang on your hoe like a drum

Pass it to prince like I'm passing the blunt

Passing the blunt, yeah we killing them Runtz

See you at school, yeah I'm taking your lunch

Driving the Wraith, I ain't driving the bus

Don't want to talk, yeah I just want to nut

Passing the blunt and we making them skunk

Ride with a pole and we smoking them up

Bang through your house, we ain't pulling no stunts

Kicking you out like I'm hitting the punts

Prince you said you finna roll up another one

Shit, get me right too, I'm waiting on it

Three five or better, none more none less

Running through your set, hit your dome like I'm John Wick

Scrolling through my phone, see your name I hit block bitch

I hit block bitch

I hit block bitch