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John Wick
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Hip-Hop
John Wick was released on November 6, 2025 by LemonTree Sound / Fake Shore Drive as a part of the album ALASKA
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AlbumALASKA
Release DateNovember 6, 2025
LabelLemonTree Sound / Fake Shore Drive
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM125

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey Purp
Joey Purp
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Davis
Joseph Davis
Songwriter
Nesbitt Wesonga
Nesbitt Wesonga
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
defnez
defnez
Producer

Lyrics

Uh, see my lil' pretty lil' thang, lil' cute
Lil' out the way city lil' thang, my boo
VVS diamond every one of my jewels
Rock Dreis Van Noten, don't step on my shoe
Push one button, hit the gas, then poof
Disappeared just like David Blaine in the coupe
If them hoes ask about me, tell the truth
Tell them how I put the uh, on you how I do
Tell them how I put you on a plane how I do
Tell them how I never did play about you
All my main thangs get Cartier rings
But my side bitches get Cartier too
Give her a little something, hit a mall, go shop
Madison Margiela my pants, my boots
Double back, I'ma get em all in one wop
You know I'm only aiming at the head when I shoot
All you lil **** took a piece of my style
My drip, my clothes, took one of my looks
All you lil **** took a bit of my vibe
My flow, my sound, took a page of my book
I had to get this shit off my chess
My bishop, my knight, my queen, my pawn, my rook
They let me out the kitchen, everybody getting cooked
They let me out the kitchen, everybody getting cooked
Two tings kissing on the tip of my ugh
Hit the gas on 12, can't stop, get booked
I was in Miami in the drop like ugh
Red light, put the top back, bitch, ugh
Ever since young and I was counting up look
She just call me Purple like wock, like kush
They let me out the kitchen, everybody getting cooked
They let me out the kitchen, everybody getting cooked
I need y'all to all, put y'all hands together
For the one, the only, he needs no introduction
Bring him to the stage
Huh
She my lil pretty lil thang, lil hot
Lil out the way city lil thang, my thot
VVS diamond everything that I got
Rock Dries Van Noten
Don't step on my sock
Push one, button hit the gas like Wop
Disappear just like David Blaine down the block
If them hoes ask about me, better knock
Tell them how i put the uh on you, they can watch
Tell them how I put you on a plane on a yacht
Tell them how I never did play about that
All my side things get a Cartier rings
But my main bitch get a Cartier watch
Give her a lil something hit the mall, go shop
Double back I'ma get em all in one wop
Maison Margiela my pants, my boots
You know I'm only aiming at the head when I shoot
All you lil **** took a piece of my style
My drip, my clothes, took one of my looks
All you lil **** took a bit of my vibe
My flow, my sound, took a page out my book
I had to get this shit off my chess
My bishop, my knight, my queen, my pawn, my rook
They let me out the kitchen, everybody getting cooked
They let me out the kitchen, everybody getting cooked
Two tings kissing on the tip of my glock
I Hit the gas on 12, can't stop, won't stop
I was out in Cali in the drop like Pac
Red light, put the top back, they watch
Ever since a youngin I was coming like a clock
She just call me Purple like kush, like wock
They let me out the kitchen everybody getting cooked
They let me out the kitchen everybody getting
Written by: Joseph Davis, Nesbitt Wesonga
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