John Wayne lyrics

[Intro]
Akachi
He on the beat, it's a murder

[Chorus]
I’m John Wayne, f*ck the sheriff, my n*gga
It's rest in peace bro, why they buried my n*ggas?
I made this myself, ain't inherit sh*t, n*gga
Of course they don’t want me to win, I'm too big though
My boots really made from Margiela (Designer)
I might take your girl and then f*ck her, forget her (Designer)
I keep a revolver, so keep your lil' head tucked
I'm the man, f*ck it, keep rubber bands up
She ain't wanna f*ck me, but my friend f*cked
Had to pay couple bands for the Benz truck (Skrrt)
Came into town with a whole lot of money, I put that on God (b*tch)
Remember them days I used to be robbin', now I'm just stylin'

[Verse 1]
New Hennessy, I imported it
Sorry to see all these pussies, unfortunate
You need a plug, then just send your coordinates
Look, I do not f*ck with subordinates
I heard that you was a b*tch n*gga, wait
I do not f*ck with no b*tch n*ggas
I done came up and got rich, n*gga, wait
[Chorus]
I’m John Wayne, f*ck the sheriff, my n*gga
It’s rest in peace bro, why they buried my n*ggas?
I made this myself, ain't inherit sh*t, n*gga
Of course they don’t want me to win, I'm too big though

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I'm too lit though
Gotta keep a Smith & Wess', uh-uh-uh
Always keep a stick like I fence, uh-uh-uh
Crazy livin’ in the wild west, uh-uh-uh (b*tch)
Pull up on your shorty, make a mess, uh-uh, look
I hop out a 'Rari, embarrass you n*ggas
I love all the money, might marry it, wait (Skrrt)
Got the world on my back, I be carrying n*ggas, I'm
I've been on my high horse
f*ck your resource, you ain't heard about me
Black Air Force on, n*ggas doubt me
But I came through stuntin' like, "Howdy, b*tch"
n*gga turned broke to rich
Ain't talkin' Nintendo Switch, I smash these b*tches
You know I'ma thrash these b*tches and then I'm gon' pass these b*tches
I'm talkin' 'bout, yeah
Sick, I need a motherf*ckin' doctor (Sick, I need a motherf*ckin' doctor)
Always keep a pistol or a chopper (Always keep a pistol or the chopper)
I came on a horse, a helicopter
[Chorus]
I'm John Wayne, f*ck the sheriff, my n*gga
It's rest in peace bro, why they buried my n*ggas? (b*tch, b*tch)
I made this myself, ain't inherit sh*t, n*gga
Of course they don't want me to win, I'm too big though
My boots really made from Margiela (Designer)
I might take your girl and then f*ck her, forget her (Designer)
I keep a revolver, so keep your lil' head tucked
I'm the man, f*ck it, keep rubber bands up
She ain't wanna f*ck me, but my friend f*cked (He f*cked)
Had to pay couple bands for the Benz truck (Skrrt)
Came into town with a whole lot of money, I put that on God (b*tch)
Remember them days I used to be robbin', now I'm just stylin'

[Verse 3]
Wicked wild west, n*gga
Don't flex, n*gga, you could get death, n*gga (Flex)
Might f*ck around, break a n*gga neck, n*gga (b*tch)
Never went to class, but I bet I'm finna test n*ggas
Who's next, n*gga?
In the Tesla, uh, with the pistol, uh, and they p*ssed off, uh
Drop your b*tch off, uh, pick a pound up
No round-up, get your cows up
That's the white n*gga, like milk, b*tch
That's real sh*t, hat tilted
On bronem, on foenem (On who?)
On horses, got four of them
Or a V12, drink a V8
Smoke top shelf, gotta wait, wait
That's too much, ain't get that (Haha)
These n*ggas lame, these n*ggas wack
[Chorus]
I'm John Wayne, f*ck the sheriff, my n*gga
It's rest in peace bro, why they buried my n*ggas? (b*tch, b*tch)
I made this myself, ain't inherit sh*t, n*gga
Of course they don't want me to win, I'm too big though
My boots really made from Margiela (Designer)
I might take your girl and then f*ck her, forget her (Designer)
I keep a revolver, so keep your lil' head tucked
I'm the man, f*ck it, keep rubber bands up
She ain't wanna f*ck me, but my friend f*cked (He f*cked)
Had to pay couple bands for the Benz truck (Skrrt)
Came into town with a whole lot of money, I put that on God (b*tch)
Remember them days I used to be robbin', now I'm just stylin'