Deko - John Wick lyrics

[Intro: Quavo] I don't need no shooter n***a One gunman I just dress in all black, with my gun man Like John Wick [Hook: Quavo] All black, one gunman John Wick That's a badman All black, one gunman John Wick (x6) [Verse 1: Quavo] One man, honcho Truck load, ammo All black, suit and tie Don't move in camo Gloves on, no evi Trigger finger, forever ready One man, out the jungle One machete turn you to spaghetti One bullet, one headshot It's sad to say it made his legs slop (Shhh) Don't call the cops Wrap his body put it in a box If you the hancho then you make the drop Gotta pay for the dirt that you're doing off top I pay for mine when I see his head That's the same way the gladiators did I'm the gunman but I love the kids Quavo Superman, Quavo John Wick And you don't want the two to mix Have a 4th of July on the 6th When you're broke pay the bills b**h But when you're rich you can k** sh** I'm John Wick with the black tints Got gun peepholes on my car kits [Hook] [Verse 2: Takeoff] When them n***as k**ed my dog Pistol P A n***a turned into John Wick I told them my Mustang was not for sale But they still tried me like my name was John Wick These n***as don't know who they f**in' with Bodies poppin' up unfortunate I'm a catch him slipping just like Ricky When you plottin' on a n***a sh** get ugly (Griowwww) John Wick (pew, pew) Call of Duty sh** When it come to the artillery, I'm very talented Takeoff Dahmer, I be k**ing sh** Mini AK with the banana clip When I travel put it in my travel kit Rick James, I'm rich b**h Momma told me I'm a walking lick The trap game is Madden, no need to ask Madden I just hit the plug with the hitstick No Santa Claus I'm on my Grinch sh** f** it might light the block up like it's Christmas I'd be a fool if I leave a witness Come through your chimney into the kitchen Scope on the chopper I see you chillin' Hit you and your wife and I leave the children [Hook] [Verse 3: Offset] All black, Hatchback Got the chopper in the trunk of that Kidnap the nephew where your uncle at Selling the junkie stepped on like a welcome mat Feel like the president since they k**ed Pistol Got the pistol looking at you now you sentimental Thinking to himself how did he get up in a pickle I can get you knocked down by a n***a want a nickel Hell Mary Think it look like Halloween up in February Birds in the trap singing Mary Mary Bullets tickle your stomach like pillsbury Look for him everyday till you find him Cut off his wife and you're to remind him Do not drop out when I say something Send him the key that's the a**ignment Set this sh** on fire change the climate Throw the body in the river, up and winding I'll get you knocked off even if it's minor Cooking up the dough sneezin' f** with my sinus I'm with the sh**s f** n***a I'm John Wick Hit his a** with the gauge and it hurt my wrist Reach for the chain and his body glitch 50 Cent AK the magic stick [Hook]