I’m Coming After You John Wick (Part III)

Okay my homie what’s the deal
You called this private meeting in the middle of me getting me some hard thrills
And word on the street…you a fuckin snitch
You know the saying snitches get stitches
Wow, hold up…my nigga
My finger is getting itchy to pull this trigger
 
Talk and bring that shit to me fast
Or your ass hitting the grass
Na'll it’s not even like that
I just got word who set you up…
True dat
Yes... some local as bad cats
Cartel ties...dope, bitches, fire power to cover an attack
And a slew of bodyguards at his back
 
Hmm.. dope you say... that’s an easy come up lick
Pure nose candy... if we can we grab it…
Fuck it lets do the shit
Tonight we take down John Wick
You one bad little shawty …when you blazing and gunning
Guilty… ask those blind fucks in the ATL did they see the shit coming
You.. na'll… It’s all over Bankhead… it was a bitch, and all they seen was a Nun running
 
For sure.. we got diamonds, and some pure
In and out like a cat hunting that mouse
What fuck leave that type of Benjamins in a Trapp House
Word, you get an address it’s time I serve his ass
I got even better, the warehouse where he keeps his stash and his cash
This fuck might be undercover. He has been moving weight too fast
 
Then we make it a hit after I pull out my steel
Like we took care of that nigga’s brother and buried his ass up on a hill
This my last trip… no more Nun running meets
This dick I got all in my tight silken abyss thinks he’s got a Queen in the sheets
Did I not tell you fucks I was out this game
I got this handsome intellectual man who makes my pussy rain
 
And my Glock has not aimed for a pop-pop
So, his ass got you on lock
Made me promise him to bring my business to a sudden stop
Until nightfall and the weekends, then it’s about moving cash, bitches, and blocks
Does he know what you really do
My grann did not raise no fool  
And why should him or her, I conceal my identity behind my naughty words  
 
Yeah, and wealthy paying dicks
Nope that part I’m trying to give up…some oath, vow shit… that love bliss
Now shut the fuck up…you talk too much
Meet me and my crew here... and be strapped for the rush
Later