Johnny Bendin lyrics

[Intro]
How the f*ck I'm comin', n*gga
It's the dawg
Uhh
My n*gga L's with me
Drop a dot, n*gga
I drop my f*ckin' thumb, n*gga

[Verse: Rx Papi, Nr Loaded]
Johnny Bendin', noggin hitting
That chop' done hit all kind of n*ggas
Don't know them boys, then mind your business
Who the f*ck want a problem with us?
If I put 20,000 on your head my youngins bound to get it
All them n*ggas broker than a b*tch, I don't wanna be around them n*ggas
ARP with a chip inside this b*tch, you know big Pap' came different
I got a short fuse, I up the tool, f*ck around, whack me a n*gga
If L' say he don't like how a n*gga move then it's just that for a n*gga
Handle the wheel and keep that sh*t smooth, just get us back, my n*gga
Pistol shooter, brick maneuver, Perc' abuser, heroin fluid
Auntie let anybody come in the house, she don't got no boundaries to it
They sharin' needles when they shootin'
They scared of us, they know we shooters
I guard the guys, I feel like [?]
Broad-daylight I make lil' brodie boom ya'
Frr, yeah, I like them fullys
Frr, yeah, I like them fullys (Frr)
Yeah, I'm riding with that b*tch, yeah, I like them fullys
If I spot one lacking, we gon' hop out bussin'
Hit the head, end of discussion
We get wild, smoke a n*gga like a Black & Mild
Say my drop just scored a hat, that sh*t had me proud
And they know it's belt to ass, throw in the [?]
Dead opps in this [?], I can't feel my face
We ain't stoppin' for the 12, took 'em on a chase
Yeah, that's how it go
Dump that mini Micro Drac' n*ggas hit the floor