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blocboy jb - intro (who am i 3) lyrics

[intro]
tay keith produced it
word, word, word
tay, tre, tay, hah
tay keith, f-ck these n-ggas up

[verse 1]
mix gelato with the ‘scotti, i call that gelato cookies
can’t get paid for walkin’ b-tch, i got my models cookin’
shooters in the bushes, two-two-three, no twenty-two bullets
goin’ loco loco loco, i feel like raymond and tookie (crip)
who am i? i bet you know now
hide your mama, hide your kids, hide your ho now
fiji pull up with the sig, it’s time to roll down
i’m finna hit this p-ssy n-gga with that four pound

[interlude]
ayy man, ayy man
ayy get the f-ck down man, get the f-ck down man
don’t make no motherf-ckin’ move man, lay down man
count your thousands, and don’t say nothin’
don’t flinch, move, anything, i’ll blow the sh-t off your -ss
i swear to god i’ll put the skull out your motherf-ckin’ head, yeah

[verse 2]
paid now, b-tch i’m paid now, i’m on the stage now
it don’t matter matter, b-tch i’m bussin’ like the grave now
saved now, i can get rich like any day now (that’s on my mama)
this sh-t wasn’t easy, my lil n-gga had to stay down
ride, i got them hitters outside
you a snake ’cause you ratted and folded
when you see me, hit the gas, i keep goin’
i smoke three blunts in the morning
hold the sheets, gettin’ head while i’m yawning
f-ck your b-tch from the back, now she moaning
copy my swag, lil boy you cloning, n-gga

[outro]
hah, hah, blocboy, blocboy, hah
who am i? who am i? who am i?

- blocboy jb lyrics

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