Hey, I'm done wit the dissing because I’ll really leave a **** missing

I'm talking about leave a **** swimming with the fishes

B* talking About she leaving

 ain't chasing ho you tripping ,

12 go have to chase me I don’t care if it’s a ticket

Like Flo, I'm just tryna chase a motherfucking milli

12 go have to chase me I don’t care if it’s a ticket

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Locked up in Madison county

Feds wanted me on a bounty

Them bitches go hand to come get me

N then they fcked round

 & had found me

I was locked ain have no bond

Shit , I’m already knowing I’m fcked

I had a already signed me extradition paper work

So if they come get me Shid my time up

Then , two weeks later I was leaving out the yard guard told me come pack my shit up

Straight out the state

To some steak on my plate

I’m eating good and you already know

Luh Dyl was the first nig I called

He said , “ain no mo’ free JohnLoe

When I went in I was draped in designer

I came out you know that this shit on the floor

& I told that bitch I’m Gucci like the sandles fck from the back please excuse my manners

Killing this bitch we ain’t using no planner

I’m having Ho Ho Hos like Santa

Been flipping low bow bows like channels

Broke ass **** just grumpy like Sanford

I’ll send a **** ass to Samders & Sanders

Come play with me if you looking for a answer

Have ya whole family in a circle lighting candles

But I just been chilling

Don’t know how I’m feeling

I’ll jump off the top rope I’m high like the ceiling

Then land in ya bitch n she live how I hit it

Love the sound the phone make when the money come in it

Yo b*tch moaning sexy might leave some up in her

You lack at ya trap ima gone run up in it

Ahead by some laps I’ll be gone when ya finished

Them **** ain’t spare my home in the trenches

But everybody saying I’m wrong when I did it

Told my **** won’t be long just a minute

First I was tripping

Now I want it that’s the difference

Name another **** like JohnLoe

Bitch I’ll wait

Rasputia couldn’t handle my plate

Talk to my God as he handle my fate

Dead end baby, White City

JohnLoe, check mate