Don Juan, Pt. 2

Folks say, "Hold up, bro, this shit too potent"

What the hell you rollin'? I'm like, it's dead **** only

OG Cookie, I smoke Zaza, Runtz and Zookies only

Leak the location, I'm pushin' up on them

Now, you gushin' pussy, hold up

You sweet, then bitch like a pack o' Fruit Roll-Ups

Smoke some, bitch, what's the hold up?

I be focused on money from Monday through Sunday

I'm thumbin' through nothin' but hunnids

30K on my mouth piece

Each earring VVS that's a coupla onions

And I just bought my bitch a big bag of hot Funyuns

'Cause 4NEM shot up Benihana

I'ma take her to Shell Shack tomorrow

Lil' bro hawk 'em down in the alley, he runnin'

I hop in the G Wagon and push up on him

Like bro, where the fuck is you goin'?

He like, "Fuck is you on, bitch, I'm finna go off somethin'"

Dude tried to take somethin' from me

So, I let him hop in the stolo and get ghost

I hop in that G Wagon, and bump that new baby youngin'

Bitch, I'm Don Juan, bad bitch getter, big bad spender

One hunnid shots out a hand-held pistol

I'm tryna scramble your mental

I'm tryna fuck up the block, and get rid of somethin'

Block every shot like a center

I up the Glock, let it pop out the window

A whole thirty shots out the window, aye

And I know you don't want smoke with a chimney

'Cause bitch, I'm the Grinch, we them Gremlins

Got a flight to Peru, thirty racks on the front-end

I spent it, be back in a minute

If I go broke, I'm jackin' the city

Hit a lick, count the cash in a rental

This a four-door, we slidin' with gorillas

**** slow, they confide in my killers

Now, they upset, mad 'cause I'm gettin' cash, and I'm like, fuck dat

What's next? 4NEM, what's your Cash App? Get him touched next

New G-Fazos all white, need some Blistex like they lips chapped

Aye, designer, so I still match when I mix match

Pussy, you can get your shit snatched in this kick-back

Hold up, gimme like five minutes, nah, fuck it, bring that bitch back

We got quarter P's and R.I.P.s, we ride with big Mack's

Big four Feezy off the Heezy, push your shit back

Bitch, I'm Don Juan, bad bitch getter, big bad spender

One hunnid shots out a hand-held pistol

I'm tryna scramble your mental

I'm tryna fuck up the block, and get rid of somethin'

Block every shot like a center

I up the Glock, let it pop out the window

A whole thirty shots out the window, aye

Don Juan, big getter, big bad spender

A hand-held pistol, I'm tryna scramble your mental

One hunnid shots out a hand-held pistol

I'm tryna fuck up the block, and get rid of somethin'

Block every shot like a center

I up the Glock, let it pop out the window

A whole thirty shots out the window

What are ya on? What? Aye, gang

Lookin' for the sound, though, thirty shots out the window

Aye, aye, no, you can't hurt the gwap, and I wan' hit the lick out the Glock out the window

Bitch, I'm Don Juan