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Kevin Gates - Rican Johnny Lyrics

Money really make me feel like I could be somebody
When I pull up in that Benz, boku freaks surround me
I was born with a plug who am I to lie
You know I let them fly like Puerto Rican Johnny
Money comin' to me ridin' round with duffel bags
Stacks of dirty money wrapped in boku rubber bands
I was born with a plug who am I to lie
You know I let them fly like Puerto Rican Johnny

My bitch is Tahoe, this whip came equipped with
Moscato my driver be drivin' me a'round
Gunner and Boobie my clique full of shooters look
Stupid they sendin' them rounds
While I'm in bounds, awkwardly I got an ounce
Groupies be followin' me around
Want me the take off the rubbers, you dummy its nothin'
You fuck with a few of my rounds
Britches ain't baggy, but my pants are saggin', this
Five Panel hat and I just turned it backwards
Somewhat eclectic I don't fuck with rappers
I'm not into swaggin' but they love my swagger
Your bitch is an animal, fuck from the back and it's
Somewhat degradin' the way I behave with her
Want me to stay with her, I could just play with her
Hard on her feelings won't kiss her, won't lay with her

Bitch I got paper, to get if I'm broke then
I'd probably end up unhappy
I'm a ceramic, pull up on carbon ceramics my
Bitch didn't deliver a package
The neighbor was snoopin' he threatened to take me to
Court and you know we look at it like rattin'
Nigga out in front of his home felt like aiming this long
But that shit wasn't even effective

Money really make me feel like I could be somebody
When I pull up in that Benz, boku freaks surround me
I was born with a plug who am I to lie
You know I let them fly like Puerto Rican Johnny
Money comin' to me ridin' round with duffel bags
Stacks of dirty money wrapped in boku rubber bands
I was born with a plug who am I to lie
You know I let them fly like Puerto Rican Johnny

Where the bands at, rubber band that
Caught money givin' orders to a bitch, excuse me?
Fynna say orders to your bitch
I ain't really even really wanna argue this shit
I got a condo and a crib
And the people that I own it check, now nigga come
Get it how you live
Put that on the Rip, Rest in Peace to my nigga [?]
Got a feelin' that I'm on a muthafuckin' [?]
Carve a pussy not at all a pussy, would it bother
You or can I call you pussy?
On the phone with a bitch I can call for pussy
I ain't feed her no dick Im'ma starve the pussy
Ball with the balls and my arms in the pause
Run a nigga up with his arms in the car
In the car unalarm, in the car withas alarm
I was talkin' bout the feds if your offed then your on

I'm in love with the way the money come off of these drugs
My conversations addictive some people might catch 'em a buzz
While you was in jail this nigga was fuckin' your fionce
That bitch gon' love and she gon' kik but she not Beyonce

Money really make me feel like I could be somebody
When I pull up in that Benz, boku freaks surround me
I was born with a plug who am I to lie
You know I let them fly like Puerto Rican Johnny
Money comin' to me ridin' round with duffel bags
Stacks of dirty money wrapped in boku rubber bands
I was born with a plug who am I to lie
You know I let them fly like Puerto Rican Johnny

Niggas playin' with my niggas when they not here
You know you owe some niggas money its gon' sound fair
Treat my nigga like he [living?] You a pussy nigga
And don't be rappin' on his name with all you pussy niggas
Ball, welcome to Puerto Rico
Ball, ball, welcome to Puerto Rico
Ball, ball, welcome to Puerto Rico
Ball, ball, welcome to Puerto Rico
You got that in there? Let me hear that nigga