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blocboy jb - free blood lyrics

[intro]
uh, uh, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse]
right now, i’m in the city, this sh+t hot, boy
the opps ain’t hittin’ on sh+t, ayy, check the stats
ayy, on my name jb, and i’m a blocboy
free money, he caught two bodies, he on max
everything i rap, this sh+t is facts
them n+ggas ain’t on sh+t, them n+ggas cap
so many guns that i can mix and match
where bobby shmurda? i’m tryna catch that n+gga hat
tote .35’s, n+ggas shoot whoever lookin’
goin’ at your b+tch, ayy, ayy, ain’t sh+t about me p+ssy
my mom knew i was a g from my first whoopin’
said, “go and get a switch,” i got the bigger one out the bushes, n+gga
when we spin that neighborhood, we all out took it, n+gga
where your glock? let me see it, b+tch, i took it, n+gga
like my hat, n+gga, i be so d+mn crooked, n+gga
hang to the left, i like that b+tch
she was just my one+night stand and you like that b+tch
by the way, she eat the man, sh+t, i like that b+tch too
they can’t see it’s five percent on the window tint
ridin’ with this f&n, ain’t no fun without you
and it ain’t no playin’ middle, you gotta pick a side or somethin’
my cousin creepin’ up the block, almost got smoked for tryna run
bank account look like a playground, that b+tch have plenty funds
walked him down, he got a sprayground, send a backpack to his son

- blocboy jb lyrics

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