[Lyric] 6 pm (Johnny 215)

(Intro)
Hol' up
From the dome
Uh uh ohhhhh
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up

(Verse)
(Huh)
Early in the morning, gotta get them bands
I love when racks all in my hands
I love when racks stuffed in my pants
I got these pants straight from France
Yea, hol’ up
I'm bouta go up
These niggas, they making me sick
I'm bouta throw up
Ridin’ around in a foreign, bouta do donuts
All of my niggas they scorin'
Yea they be poled up
(Yea)
These niggas be mad as fuck cause these niggas be broke
Can't fuck with that bitch ass nigga, that nigga he a joke
Can't fuck with that thot ass whore, that bih, cause she a hoe
And I'm tryna get racks up, yea I'm tryna get that dough
I show so much love, don't know how you can't
Can’t fuck with you bitch nigga, you can’t be my manz
Can't hang with you lil nigga if it’s not bout bands
Better go check your thot ass hoe cause she got an onlyfans
Uh uh, switch up flow
Ouu yea, me and my bro
Yea, gettin them racks
Uh yea, pull up in Rolls
Yea, tryna pull up in that Rolls yea, pull up in Ghost
Yea, and you know lil Johnny do the most
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