JOHN WALL

[Intro]
He get Batista Bombed
Designer on my clothes, you the type to wear—
(Ayo, Sebastian, run that shit the fuck back)
(Yo, TopBins, where your bag at?)
Talk to my plug like John Cena, you can't see me
Whoever think they gon' rob me, they must be tipsy
Fell in the house, look for the safe, time to get sticky
It's fun and games until I bounce out with blicky

[Chorus]
If an opp run up on me, he get Batista Bombed
Designer on my clothes, you the type to wear Sean John
Ain't gon' beef with your Instagram, you better move on
You better not go inside the dayroom without your shoes on
Talk to my plug like John Cena, you can't see me
Whoever think they gon' rob me, they must be tipsy
Fell in the house, look for the safe, time to get sticky
It's fun and games until I bounce out with blicky

[Verse]
It's fun and games until I terrorize the city
It's all fun and games 'til his bitch come and see me
It's fun and games until his head on the cement
I came from nothin', all this money got me cheesin'
His brains jumped off the wall like Chris Jericho
All that dissin', put his name in a bio
Bally kicks, I'm hoppin' out with my vatos
We caught that boy, he said he was from Colorado
Crackin' safes, I fell in love with blue strips
If you ain't my dog and I'm down low, you gettin' stripped
You'd probably kill yourself over a bitch
Before they asked you any questions, you started snitchin'
Gave him thirty-three shots, Scottie Pippen
Your homie lost his life, he should've listened
Told her put it in my hand, this some pimpin'
They like the Stones do the most, them niggas trippin'
If you ain't gang gang, don't get involved
Bitch, I ball so hard, John Wall
I had to get it out the mud, I done done it all
I don't got no more enemies, we killed 'em all
I ain't team up with no nigga, it's a free-for-all
Took his money and his chain, I need it all
He want a fade, we gon' lock up 'til somebody fall
In the field, I play ball, on Karl

[Chorus]
If an opp run up on me, he get Batista Bombed
Designer on my clothes, you the type to wear Sean John
Ain't gon' beef with your Instagram, you better move on
You better not go inside the dayroom without your shoes on
Talk to my plug like John Cena, you can't see me
Whoever think they gon' rob me, they must be tipsy
Fell in the house, look for the safe, time to get sticky
It's fun and games until I bounce out with blicky

[Outro]
Fun and games 'til his bitch come and see me
It's all fun and games 'til I bounce out with blicky
Think they gon' rob me, they must be stupid
Gave him thirty-three shots, leave him dead and gone
Catch a nigga lackin', I'm tryna split his dome