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blocboy jb – half man, half amazing lyrics

[verse]
thirty on the scale, weigh it up and then go sell
you know i keep that sh-ll like i work at taco bell
get my pack straight through the mail, got a cane on me no player
heard a n-gga dissed the block, load the glock, let’s give him h-ll
if a n-gga lookin’ strange to us, we smoke him like angel dust
no uniform but that forty tucked, you say the wrong thing, i bust
you better listen, this is not fiction
keep me a thirty extension, clip hangin’ out like a lynching
somebody just called, they ex missing
i hit her -ss up, [?]
one ear open, i hear everything
i heard them n-ggas sneak dissin’, tryna get some fame
i think them n-ggas want some clout, or a name
i’ma pull up at they house and let that forty bang
all my n-ggas real hitters, they don’t miss a thing, or a mane
flag hang to the left but all my n-ggas every gang (that’s on my mama)
heard them n-ggas wanna k!ll me
i’d rather catch a case or f-cking plead guilty
n-ggas want me six feet but i’m six feet with a .50
cougars, i love them cougars, my b-tch filthy
rugers, i bust them rugers, then start dipping
weapons, we aimin’ steady, we not missing
sevens, you see them sevens, b-tch we cripping
liver, these n-ggas chicken little, ’cause they snitching
b-tches, they be b-tching, come together like a st-tching
one day i will be up on the big screen (that’s on my mama)
hah, like i said
i’m a crip but my infra bang red
your team ain’t ate but them n-ggas still fed
you know i’m big grape, should get it tatted on my head
(yeah yeah yeah)
hah, like i said
i’m a crip but my infra bang red
your team ain’t ate but them n-ggas still fed
you know i’m big grape, should get it tatted on my head
(word word word word)

- blocboy jb lyrics

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