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blocboy jb - last day out lyrics

[intro]
hah, yeah, ayy

[chorus]
this my last day out (day out)
i ain’t have a job, took the fast way out (way out)
servin’ good dope, come runnin’ in and out (gas)
police at the door, b-tch shut your f-ckin’ mouth (f-ckin’ mouth)
shut your f-ckin’ mouth (f-ckin’ mouth)
you don’t know what a n-gga ’bout (’bout)
been had the dope in a drought (in a drought)
all this dissing for some motherf-ckin’ clout
shoot an opposition, turn his -ss to a cloud (to a motherf-ckin’ cloud)
this my last day out
i ain’t have a job, took the fast way out (word)
servin’ good dope, come runnin’ in and out (yeah)
police at the door, b-tch shut your f-ckin’ mouth (yeah, yeah)
shut your f-ckin’ mouth
you don’t know what a n-gga ’bout (’bout)
been had the dope in a drought (in a drought)
all this dissing for some motherf-ckin’ clout (f-ckin’ clout)
shoot an opposition, turn his -ss to a cloud (to a cloud)

[verse]
hah, you don’t know what i been through
murder on an opp, n-gga f-ck what we kin to (f-ck ’em)
money stack tall, man it sit about ten two (it’s tall)
f-ck on my b-tch then i f-ck on her friend too (woo)
ayy bay bay, no hurricane chris
you ain’t never seen a n-gga fresh as h-ll like this (sauced up)
chain so yellow it might smell like p-ss
i don’t need no cartier for the truey outfit (truey)
everybody gucci, i don’t need louis
coogi sweater on, got me feelin’ like boosie
takin’ pictures with a groupie, got my hand on her booty
then i get up in her plan like a motherf-ckin’ doobie
what is the bloc? that is the clan
thirty-three shots, i cannot miss my man
rest in peace joc, i miss my man
and for lil t-rock i run up them bands (bands)

- blocboy jb lyrics

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