K-pop Lyrics

Ayy K Dot (yay yay)
Can we get it how we used to get it
Like when top had the red charger?
Can we get it how we used to get it
Like when top had the red charger?
Can we get it how we used to get it?
Cap on and I got racks on
Spent four nights in the country I like
Then take my rich ass back home
Blow so bright I could make moonlight
See this ain't like your pheromones
Blew one big gun baritone
Who won? We won yeah huh
We old school like capitol
My old school made doctor note
My old school made hard knock
Black on black my coupe ain't strapped
I ain't ballin' on the hard top
I told y'all to call top
Now my number call blocked
I don't miss I call shot
Hol' up yeah cap on
And I got racks on (And I got racks on)
And I produced that diesel
I could put shaq on
(I could put shaq ayy)
Nigga your bitch gon' leave you
You ain't got backbone
(You ain't got hol' up)
I don't rely on people
I just go and bread chase whoa
This so fuckin' dope
I might catch a fed case whoa
You ain't gettin' money nigga
Then you dead weight whoa
Got the drop on 'em
There he go checkmate whoa
We go drop on 'em
Y'all better play it safe whoa
Cap on and I got racks on
Don't be bitter your dope they reconsider
That shit be stepped on
Eastside johnny way out
That project building I get my rep on
Fuck your feelin no question bitch
I kill it I bring that check home
We old school like domino
My old school made lawyers know
My old school a match box
Black on black bad bitch in the back
We ballin' on a hard top
Dot told y'all to call top
Now my number call blocked
We don't miss we call shots
Swervin' I pay 'em no mind
Because I curve 'em
She said I looked way better in person
I told her I do better when I'm workin'
You scared motherfucker? Go to churches
Right back in this bitch
Take a flick hoe what's happenin'? Yeah
We don't politic money clip
Like it's fashion yeah
Me and rock go back like flippin' matresses
Me and dot go back like knockin' addresses
Cap on cap on drum hold thirty no add on
Lil' man man not the one to go bad on
Big heat stamp fold out when you lack on
You ain't no man you a mouse in a rat hole
I hold band whole stack that's factual
Called big ten on a island bashful
Fuck your plan I'ma burn that castle
Fuck that clan I'ma burn that task force
It's sick murder when I say go
Hoppin' out that van with the black ski mask
And a great big burner when I say go
Man I took my chance in the paint like that
Let's see how further it might go
And it just might hurt you when I go
And my name might curse you
When I go bitch
God we trust
Fear no man but in god we trust
Both palm in hand prayin' I stay up
I know you try your best
But it's not like us wow
Oh you say you got a bad one? Wow
I can tell you never had one wow
We back to back actin' manie wow
Eastside johnny goin'
Stupid stupid stupid wow