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Johnny Seed - NY Freestyle Lyrics



Johnny Seed - NY Freestyle Lyrics
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Push N' work, I was known for that, Sixteen on a culdesac
I'm a goon, so I hang with goons That put bullet holes where your shoulders at
Like Damn Seed you a f*ckin' beast, man, yeah, I know I stopped holdin' back
Y'all talk trash, but it's out the ass y'all can hold my nuts while I hold my gas
You on a tight budget, I'm like, f*ck it I spend it all, I ain't worried bout it
With my couso when I'm countin' money And I ain't sharin' with anybody
This a plain J, and I ain't afraid to wear this bitch up in the hood
Don't send smoke, cause we'll drop a pin and we'll stay put I promise I'll be good
Y'all niggas ain't really bout it yeah, I promise y'all, I really got them shook
Gotta tap the 40 while I'm sippin' dirty And I'm playin' dirty, y'all play by the books
Pistol with tha, drummer, pistols get to drummin
Bad bitch had to f*ck her, that's the end of that discussion
Shawty got that pumpkin spark up, roll up that white Russian
Sparkin' that good good, yeah, no bullshit Got us on dumb shit, but no f*ck shit, yeah
She wanna dance, she throwing ass So I'm throwin' racks yea she catchin' bags
They wanna talk, so they throwin' shots and we goin' to em' I put that on God
I'm no God, but I'm still OG And I'll still OD on hella THC
We in the cut and still got the scars They wanna talk, I'll blow their face off
In the bank, we laughin' water on me me John the Baptist
Drip, drip, all biblical Roof really went invisible
I'm a livin' miracle, suck my dick, take it literal
Lighting incense in my room, mama thought I was spiritual
High as f*ck, I'm seein' visuals Rollin' backwoods, had to rinse it up
Can't hang with them, period This is me doin' the minimum, literally doin' the least
Life is a bitch and I got it on unleash and meanwhile, I got my bitch on fleek
All this money is digital that make your girl tryna f*ck with me
That make your honey get physical Kitchen off limits if heat can't be handled
Cause I'm in here whippin' up, whippin' up, whippin' up
Whippin' up, whippin' up
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Push N' work, I was known for that, Sixteen on a culdesac
I'm a goon, so I hang with goons That put bullet holes where your shoulders at
Like Damn Seed you a f*ckin' beast, man, yeah, I know I stopped holdin' back
Y'all talk trash, but it's out the ass y'all can hold my nuts while I hold my gas
You on a tight budget, I'm like, f*ck it I spend it all, I ain't worried bout it
With my couso when I'm countin' money And I ain't sharin' with anybody
This a plain J, and I ain't afraid to wear this bitch up in the hood
Don't send smoke, cause we'll drop a pin and we'll stay put I promise I'll be good
Y'all niggas ain't really bout it yeah, I promise y'all, I really got them shook
Gotta tap the 40 while I'm sippin' dirty And I'm playin' dirty, y'all play by the books
Pistol with tha, drummer, pistols get to drummin
Bad bitch had to f*ck her, that's the end of that discussion
Shawty got that pumpkin spark up, roll up that white Russian
Sparkin' that good good, yeah, no bullshit Got us on dumb shit, but no f*ck shit, yeah
She wanna dance, she throwing ass So I'm throwin' racks yea she catchin' bags
They wanna talk, so they throwin' shots and we goin' to em' I put that on God
I'm no God, but I'm still OG And I'll still OD on hella THC
We in the cut and still got the scars They wanna talk, I'll blow their face off
In the bank, we laughin' water on me me John the Baptist
Drip, drip, all biblical Roof really went invisible
I'm a livin' miracle, suck my dick, take it literal
Lighting incense in my room, mama thought I was spiritual
High as f*ck, I'm seein' visuals Rollin' backwoods, had to rinse it up
Can't hang with them, period This is me doin' the minimum, literally doin' the least
Life is a bitch and I got it on unleash and meanwhile, I got my bitch on fleek
All this money is digital that make your girl tryna f*ck with me
That make your honey get physical Kitchen off limits if heat can't be handled
Cause I'm in here whippin' up, whippin' up, whippin' up
Whippin' up, whippin' up
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Writer: john merlino
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Performed By: Johnny Seed
Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: john merlino

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