Johnny Dang

Album: Lonestar Luchador (2023)
Charted: 65
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  • (Tobi, just do it)
    Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?
    That good dope got me looking just like Johnny Dang

    Louis Vuitton umbrella when I walk through the rain
    In the kitchen, whippin' chicken, countin' bread like Cane's
    Good dope got a Mexican lookin' like Johnny Dang
    Knee deep in muddy water, still carryin' my K
    Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
    Bulletproof white Cadillac, ridin' in a tank
    I'm a Dirty Bay baby from Dirty Bay with a dirty K
    Slide down your block, light it up with flames

    Choppin' down the block while the 'Lac doing jumping jacks
    Smoking on the 'Wood, yellin', "Timber," like it's lumberjack
    Suppressor on a MAC-10 soundin' like it's bubblewrap
    Throw the TV in the shower, I'ma give his ass a bubble bath
    Yoppers and choppers, lil' bitch, I got a whole lot of that
    With the steel, I'ma kill y'all, got 'em falling back
    Got me feeling like a baby that's fiending, so where my bottle at?
    I'm just rhymin' words, I don't even know how to rap
    Every time that they see me, best believe that I'm flossed up
    Got crossed up, dick in the dirt, then I bossed up
    I be catchin' these plays, fuck around and get Mossed up
    I be eatin' the booty like salad, get it tossed up
    Pop trunk on a hater while we waving goodbye
    I'm from Lonestar, sippin' lean with pecan pie
    I don't play 'bout respect, for that, we gon' die
    Time is money, so best believe I'ma be on time

    Louis Vuitton umbrella when I walk through the rain
    In the kitchen, whippin' chicken, countin' bread like Cane's
    Good dope got a Mexican lookin' like Johnny Dang
    Knee deep in muddy water, still carryin' my K
    Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
    Bulletproof white Cadillac, ridin' in a tank
    I'm a Dirty Bay baby from Dirty Bay with a dirty K
    Slide down your block, light it up with flames

    In the 'Lac, smoked out, long fours poked out
    Keep P's in the drought, gettin' money down south
    Feelin' like Johnny Dang, got diamonds in my chain
    Hit your bitch in the guts with this big ol' thing
    I got ice on my neck like it's swollen
    And they cold than a bitch, yeah, these diamonds look frozen
    Real players get chose, so you know that I be chosen
    Got exotic in my pocket, grab a Slapwood and I roll it
    I stay out the way, don't be all in the mix
    Call me for sevens, don't call me for six
    I ain't sellin' no grams, bitch, come buy a zip
    See the streets gettin' dry, finna go and take a trip, let's dip (ayy)
    Hold up, wait a minute, if I get it, then I spend it
    When I'm in it, can't pretend it, keep it tinted with my business
    I'm relentless, leave no witness
    I got two rent houses and them bitches gettin' rented
    Bitch, I been a boss for a minute

    Louis Vuitton umbrella when I walk through the rain
    In the kitchen, whippin' chicken, countin' bread like Cane's
    Good dope got a Mexican lookin' like Johnny Dang
    Knee deep in muddy water, still carryin' my K
    Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
    Bulletproof white Cadillac, ridin' in a tank
    I'm a Dirty Bay baby from Dirty Bay with a dirty K (Paul Wall, baby)
    Slide down your block, light it up with flames (Paul Wall)

    I got ice all over my body, lookin' like a snowman
    Big rocks in the grill, dancin' like a slow jam
    My chain so heavy, I'm walkin' like a old man
    Try me, you gon' get tagged like a spray paint can
    Smoking somethin' from Spokane, I'm gettin' throwed
    It's gettin' cold, put on a coat, my ice froze
    Riding fours, I'm poking out on nice toes
    Drive slow, my trunk up and the lights glow
    When I'm sittin' so low to the ground, I might scrape it
    Nothin' fake, candy the paint, I might flake it
    Riding down 288 and the top vacant
    Thinking you gon' run up on me, then you mistaken
    Getting baked, breakin' 'em off and leaving stains
    I came through drippin' a puddle, you thought it rained
    Everything flawless from the grills to the chain
    I done spent lot of change, now I'm lookin' like Johnny Dang

    Louis Vuitton umbrella when I walk through the rain
    In the kitchen, whippin' chicken, countin' bread like Cane's
    Good dope got a Mexican lookin' like Johnny Dang
    Knee deep in muddy water, still carryin' my K
    Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
    Bulletproof white Cadillac, ridin' in a tank
    I'm a Dirty Bay baby from Dirty Bay with a dirty K
    Slide down your block, light it up with flames Writer/s: Adrian Tobias, Paul Slayton, Richard Elizondo, Virgil Gazca
    Publisher: Spirit Music Group, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC, The Administration MP, Inc.
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