PAST KILLER lyrics
by femtanyl
[Intro]
(Okay)
[Hook]
Word on the street I'm a suspect (suspect)
Hangin' with the killers in the projects (woo)
Potato on the barrel keep quiet (shh)
Catch a n*gga slippin' from behind (boom)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (ay)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (woo)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (Johnson)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (okay)
[Verse 1]
Wipe a n*gga out like an outbreak (Wipe em out)
Choppa start bustin' make the house shake
f*ck n*ggas sweeter than a pound cake
Get your eyes on your chin better watch what your mouth say (Watch it)
Lean with the footballs got a n*gga trippin' (Xans)
f*ck it, f*ck it, n*gga keep si----' (woo)
Dirty AK with the beam on it (Dirty)
Clip so long I could lean on it (Long)
Free my n*ggas locked behind bars (Free em)
Moved a hundred pounds before a lawyer beat the chargе (beat it)
Pack touchdown, run it back like Marshall Faulk
If a n*gga try to rob, f*ck it, hit him wit the hawk (boom)
[Hook]
Word on thе street I'm a suspect (suspect)
Hangin' with the killers in the projects (woo)
Potato on the barrel keep quiet (shh)
Catch a n*gga slippin' from behind (boom)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (ay)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (woo)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (johnson)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (ay)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (ay)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (woo)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (johnson)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (ay)
[Verse 2]
Hundred bands on your head get the job done
Throw it up, throw it up, n*gga where you from?
Whole hood hot cause your n*gga hittin' licks
Ain't made a mill yet but he's still n*gga rich
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, stick 'em (stick 'em up)
How you want it n*gga? Full or the semi
Lurkin' for the cash, searchin' for the bag
Young n*gga wildin', throwin' up flags
Shooters on the roof with a scope (boom-boom)
Money make 'em treat you like the Pope (like a king)
Work the blocks like Dikembe in the post (cook 'em up)
n*gga hit it with the fork (hit it)
[Hook]
Word on the street I'm a suspect (suspect)
Hangin' with the killers in the projects (woo)
Potato on the barrel keep quiet (shh)
Catch a n*gga slippin' from behind (boom)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (ay)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (woo)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (johnson)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (okay)
[Verse 3]
It's the n*ggas that you trust that'll probably turn feds
Hatin' on your heart cause you're rockin' Hermes
Especially if your money long, guarantee you turn heads
Ray Ray'll sell it all, gotta watch the shermheads
Hate, hate, hate (hate); jealousy, that's a b*tch n*gga trait
These n*ggas snakes, wanna know what you make
Grimy ass ho, do you like Larenz Tate (Caine)
Young n*gga runnin' with the cannon
Never let a n*gga see you panic
Dope boys in the hood workin' with the Hispanics
On the phone with the plug, n*gga speakin' Spanish
[Hook]
Word on the street I'm a suspect (suspect)
Hangin' with the killers in the projects (woo)
Potato on the barrel keep quiet (shh)
Catch a n*gga slippin' from behind (boom)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (ay)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (woo)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (Johnson)
O.G. Bobby Johnson (ay)