DEAR JOHN

[Intro]
I don't know
Y'all niggas trippin'
I, I hope you don't think it's no shortage
Huh, ayy (I like that, Anton)

[Verse]
Huh, it go on and on
They can't understand how my cash so long
Damn, he must have superpowers
Yeah, I spiked my punch like Super Bowser
Yeah, I was in the back like an Uber rider
Then I got caught up like a stupid liar
Put the fire to a nigga like a supervisor
When we done, boy, your bitch gon' need a new vagina, huh
Ayy, hah, look, ayy
How they don't wanna get my flowers, but they wannabes?
Ayy, huh
Fell asleep off double D's, woke up in double C
If the bitch don't suck dick, she ain't my cup of tea
You don't even gotta worry 'bout seein' that whore with me
I don't be tryna ho you niggas, you keep forcin' me
I couldn't be a hatin'-ass nigga and live normally
Tuh, speakin' of haters, that's majority
They keep tryna hold the kid back, it failed horribly
Don't make me turn your bitch neck to an orphanage
Iced up, I let my jewelry talk like a court sentence
Yeah, wrist glow, clutchin' on my hipbone
Can't lack, that one piece on me like The Big Show
Tuh, cut off all my friends, I don't need Carl Winslow, huh
Nigga hit the road and told like The Flintstones
My BBW pretty and rich, though
Shout out my petite ho, eat it like she bigboned
All my hoes get pape', even my bitch know
Niggas must got better problems, they piss poor
I put diamonds on an eater, boy my ho icy
Put that old presi' up, niggas Joe Biden
Switch on the heater like a motherfuckin' blowdryer
Bitch see me and her legs auto-part, call me O'Reillys
Puny-ass lil' nigga so tiny
Is it me or all the broke niggas own the most shiestys?
Nigga won't go— ayy
I just put your bitch hair in a ponytail so kindly
Mixin' drink, my lil' cousin think I know science
When the fuck you ever seen me need some cosignin'?
Trappin' hard, boy, I got more pull than an O-lineman
Suckin' on your lil' bitch titties while that ho ride me
I'm finna call Tiara, her shit so sloppy, huh
Naw, let me hit Jasmine, her shit different
Quick, everybody duck, that nigga wrist tickin'
Man, what the fuck is goin' on? These niggas simp pimpin'
Don't let him drink, he be hatin' off the Bud Lite
I don't want your bitch no more, but lil' cuz might
Finna drop her off now, we had a fun night
Had more in-sex than a buzz light
Outside too, yeah, you know she got fucked right
I found out she a cheap bitch, so I cut ties
Nigga, do you think I give a fuck 'bout a punchline?
Boy, we can go band for band like Drumline
I be gettin' money every day, not sometimes
Water on my neck like Sandy off SpongeBob
With a bad bitch that sniff lines
Bitch, by the time you hit that line, I'll be gone like Dear John
Huh, but I scam just to kill time
Big star, all on dick, hey