[Intro]
Hello this is uhhhh 97. f** you with Johnny Sam…and on today's….um…broadcast…
I really don't give a f** about nothing
(breeeeeeeeeeee)
…for real for real
[Verse 1]
Got some new shoes
Ordered them from Amazon
No, the jungle; Xena
Sipping on a piña—colada
Nada—care in the world like matata—hakuna
Scratch that reverse it
Scrapped the rehearsal
I'm lunar—weightless
Tripping off the taste of the faceless
Pilot of the motherf**ing spaceship stay lit
What you want to know about the benefits of patience?
But it's less dramatic if you wait before you say sh**
So let's go gung ho and just spray sh**
Spit hate baby girl let's face it
My president was black and now my president's a racist
What a world we living in
Me I'm never giving in
Never turning down b**h
Miss me with that Ritalin
Johnny Sam goddamn he the man
And he never had a problem meeting all the fan demand
[Bridge 1]
Don't ask me how I am, you know I'm amazing
Don't ask me how I am, yeah I'm great yeah I'm gravy
Don't ask me how I am, every hit is a jam
I got everything you wanted in the palm of my hand
They never called though, they fear what I am
The fear what I could be, they fear I'm the man
And I do not blame them, momentum I'm gaining
My sh** is outrageous, I'm fiending, I'm blazing
[Verse 2]
I got hoes on different poles I know the clubs like a caddy
Slim waste pale skin but she was blessed with a fatty
Guess what she call me?
John. The don
I made you think the answer's daddy but—nah, you wrong
I make a song so underground, they blast the song down in Taiwan
That means I dug a hole to China
You tryna f**? Well you're invited, tag along
They put a GoPro on this, they put a GoPro on that
I put a GoPro on my dick and made a flick of dat a**
And when I'm through they never ask for that cash
But not with you so make that ATM dash
They only want you for the money? Cuz you nothing but a dummy
But they see me and love me and they all want me as hubby
But she's confused if she believes we're an item
Ad she got lucky if I didn't one night her
[Bridge 2]
Hit that p**y, then I quit her
What you call that? Kitty litter
She s** and she swallow it all ‘til I'm through
I fed her kids like a babysitter
Haha…get it? Like a babysitter? Like I fed her…kids? …my dick?
Hot damn, Johnny Sam, he the man, every hit is a jam
He got everything you wanted in the motherf**ing palm of his hand
(motherf**er hot)
[Outro]
And he got pa**ion
And he got flow, and he got lyrics
(motherf**er hot)
And he has melodies, and he gots jokes
And he gots motherf**ing…everything dude he got everything
Hit up that kid. Hit up that kid
Give him your support, give him your money
Give him a studio, give him your money
(give him your money)
Give him everything, everything, everything, everyth—
Everything you wanted in the palm of his goddamn hand
(money)
(I'm great yeah I'm gravy baby)
Johnny Sam
(give him your money)
What up?
(give him your money)
(give him your money)
(give him your money)
(give him your money)
(give give give give give give)
(give give give give give give)
(give him your money)