Johnnie Time Pt. 2 (F.U.S.T)

[Verse 1: Space]
Im from the jungle with some lions y'all cant fuck with me
Semi-automatic in the back if you talkin heat
If you rockin' purple you a Tommy, you can suck a B
Brooklyn born and raised, so I had to chef this recipe
This that Johnnie Time part 2
And yeah im that nigga started this Ra-ra-ra shit
And I fucked a Tommy bitch
Yall ain't want it around here, we them boys in the red
And she toppin the squad off, we gon give her Johnnie Bread
Oh damn, Tommies suck a dick, yall can blow the grip
Watch my color bleed, have you spit, let that shit rip
Yall bitches bald like Kurt Engel, she was tappin on this dick
She tried to cuff a nigga up, I cant wife no Tommy bitch

[Hook 1: Collegeville Woods]

Fuck a Tommy x8
Fuck his bitch
Fuck a Tommy
Kill a snitch
Fuck a Tommy
Make em twitch
Fuck a Tommy...

[Verse 2: C4]
(Yah Yah)
I went from Kobe to Collegeville/
Went from in the hood to livin' on a hill/
Fucked a Tommie bitch and made her eat a pill/
Them Johnnies hungry and they need a meal
I been runnin' thru the cities like #16/
Red stripes on my niggas like we A-Team/
Tommy Johnny on the 24th/
Where yo rings boy we got 4/
Come round here talkin' all that drag/
Fuck around n get ya whole team thrown in Sag/
Oh yo colors purple, have you lookin' blue/
When you hit the field n fuck with #22/
Don't come round here boy we runnin' traps/
A1 offense we be runnin' laps/
Yall don't want this heat better bag back/
Yall just a bunch of pussies we the Rat Pack/
(Aye.)
Purple Rain all on the field when we murder y'all/
Win this game we gon' have Collegeville lit 'till next fall/

[Interlude: Collegeville Woods]
'Till next fall
College - Collegeville Woods
Oh my God x2
Yeah, Yeah, Fuck a Tommy, mane
I just fucked a Tommy, mane
Fuck a Tommy, mane
Fuck a Tommy, mane
This that bomb shit, call that shit Afghanistan
I'm from Saint Paul, call that Minnesota (im sayin)

[Verse 3: Space]
Fuck a Tommy, suck a dick
Fuck a Tommy, blow the grip
If I catch a Tommy nigga, imma fuck his Tommy bitch
Collegeville we the gang
40 on me let it bang
Fuck a Tommy x3
Fuck his bitch!

[Verse 4: C4]
Compton Brooklyn Minnesota shit/
730, we blessed and we be runnin' shit/
I'm the don bitch, call me Big Sean bitch
This that bomb shit call it Vietnam bitch/
Is it Tommie-Johnnie or is it Tom and Jerry/
Fall 2016 shit lookin' scary/