a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

billionaire black – some lyrics

[intro: fbg duck]
f+ck up next, ‘rrah
fbg, obe (let’s get it)
squad (woo)
this that g sh+t
this ain’t for all you other goof’+ass n+ggas (ayy, ayy)
want war with me, bend through a block or some’ (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[chorus: fbg duck]
them boys must don’t know them bullets hot or some’ (boom)
want war with me, bend through a block or some’ (skrrt)
you claimin’ you a shooter, then pop some’ (boom)
you got to prove to me you with it, n+gga, drop some’
want me to be a opp or some’, then send a shot or some’ (brrt)
but we don’t send shots, we send a lot of ’em (brrt)
i don’t talk, you n+ggas talk a whole lot of nothin’ (i ain’t tryna talk)
if i [?] your block, make my hood hot or some’ (gang)
[verse: billionaire black]
i might slide out west to get a yop or some’
got my pole on me in case i see a opp or some’
i’m off this four, feel like i’ma stop or some’ (pour up, pour up)
got me jock on me, it send like waka flocka son (blah, blah, blah, blah, blah)
smokin’ dope out the pound, i blow it by the gram (dope)
crack the treys when a n+gga ridin’ through the lam (bdk)
i bend a block, i drop the five when i’m in the yam (die five)
ceo, he let it blow, he let that hammer blam (ceo, what up, bro?)
them n+ggas hoes, watch them get low, watch them get out the jam (boom, boom)
got some choppers in that van, we make them n+ggas scram (boom+boom, boom+boom, boom)
i got thirty in the handle, it don’t never jam (the dirty thirty)
extort a n+gga, tax his ass, i’m like uncle sam, gang (let’s get it)

[chorus: fbg duck]
them boys must don’t know them bullets hot or some’ (boom)
want war with me, bend through a block or some’ (skrrt)
you claimin’ you a shooter, then pop some’ (boom)
you got to prove to me you with it, n+gga, drop some’
want me to be a opp or some’, then send a shot or some’ (brrt)
but we don’t send shots, we send a lot of ’em (brrt)
i don’t talk, you n+ggas talk a whole lot of nothin’ (i ain’t tryna talk)
if i [?] your block, make my hood hot or some’ (gang)
them boys must don’t know them bullets hot or some’ (boom)
want war with me, bend through a block or some’ (skrrt)
you claimin’ you a shooter, then pop some’ (boom)
you got to prove to me you with it, n+gga, drop some’
want me to be a opp or some’, then send a shot or some’ (brrt)
but we don’t send shots, we send a lot of ’em (brrt)
i don’t talk, you n+ggas talk a whole lot of nothin’ (i ain’t tryna talk)
if i [?] your block, make my hood hot or some’ (gang)

- billionaire black lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS