Japan

Bitch I'm from Japan
Bitch I'm from Japan
I might have a daughter
I might name her Pan
I might find Son Goku
I might never Land
I got Asian shooters
Do you like the clan

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Run it up baby, let's run it up
I'm in the lamb big body truck
They screaming my name
Yeah, you know what's up
Private plane with my chains like a tonka truck
Smoking trees and we up and you know I'm stuck
So much weed
I'm so green
I got farmer's thumb
I got plans in Japan with the yakuza
Peter Pan take your land
You gon' know it's us

Live on boat paradise and they knowing my name
Tokyo, Kyoto
Do it all in one day
Went from shin ramen now all we eat is flank steak
No I don't know too much but she giving me brain
No I don't even smoke
But I'll give you the smoke
Yeah I'll tie your ass up and garrote you with rope
So much riding my dick imma make your bitch choke
Then I'll do it again
Take her to Uniqlo
Now she looking at views while you're still on the floor
Titties big
Her waist lil'
But she not yours no more
Better find God cause these bells gon send you to
If you don't Hiroshima gon send you to hell
Ichi ni san, the world
Yeah, It's all in my hands
No I can't, no I can't,
Can't go back to just playin'
When I hopped on this track I told Bryce this the plan
Take a trip to Japan now we up we won't land

Bitch I'm from Japan
Bitch I'm from Japan
I might have a daughter
I might name her pan
I might find Son Goku
I might never Land
I got Asian shooters
Do you like the clan

Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan Japan
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan Japan