johnny cinco - Duwap Kaine

You got a gangbangin' bitch

She a nurse, she gave me lean for the pandemic, bitch

SRT, it be spinnin', I can’t handle the wheel

She see I got money and started trippin', I think that lil' bitch want a tip

And she say she don’t like me but that’s not what I think

'Cause she keep on DM-in' me and she not off no drank

And the color of the lean still the same, it’s still pink

I might legally change my name, I might change it to Ben Frank

And I hop out the Tesla, got the trunk in the front

She say, what I want for dinner?

But she ate me up for lunch

All these guns, got a motherfuckin' bunch

If you see a realer rapper that is not my Dutch

Chop shootin', no pistol, no Lutz

I gotta learn how to fuckin' love,

Dropped outta school smokin' A plus, in a foreign, used to be on the bus

Just like she eatin' food and drinkin' juice I used to put this shit in her gut

How much that chain was?

Not that much 'cause eight bands to me ain’t none

Hit her lil' pussy, it wasn’t none, my bitch a demon like the nun

She real seductive, make me cum

She givin' top, make a nigga numb

Get so much brain that it make me dumb

Ayy, the bootyhole with the thumb

Ayy, the pussyhole with the tongue

I pour up Patron now I’m up to somethin'

She call me bae, baby, and hun

She got a sweet tooth want a honey bun

My Glock don’t play so don’t play with that gun (Huh)

Don’t trust shit, not even the day one

Fuck losin', bitch, we already won (On gang)

Fuck spinnin' 'cause my niggas still spun

Fuck karma, I’ma roll up a blunt

You act like a female one morn', lil' bitch, lil' bitch

I wasn’t born yesterday,, lil' bitch, bitch

I know that you love me, you ain’t even done though (Lil' bitch)

You know that I smoke gas like a skunk, hoe (Uh-huh)

If you wanna front I ain’t buyin' you frontal

Stand up for the trap, nigga, Johnny Cinco

You know I rap, nigga, for a bankroll

Know I got locked down and I ain’t told

It’s 'cause you a bitch, nigga, man, I can’t fold

Stand up for the trap, nigga, Johnny Cinco

I bet that I’m scarfaced, but I ain’t though

Livin' this shit like it’s no tomorrow

Good heart but I still want sorrow

It’s 'cause you a bitch, nigga, man, I can’t fold

Stand up for the trap, nigga, Johnny Cinco