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blocboy jb - no chorus lyrics

[intro]
tay keith produced it

[verse]
goons coming n-gg-s hatin on me but them goons coming
trap jumping got my eyes running i done sold another
police chasin for me for first degree now that’s a cold runnin
n-gg-s scared lookin at a n-gg- liked they owed something
matter a fact who are you ayy let me hold something
who is this, this n-gg- a b-tch i might expose something
i don’t f-ck with you or your b-tch because she stole something
the way you b-tch playin with my b-lls you think she drove something
drove something so d-mn clean i know you seen a g
on the block shout out to them gwalas on the b.a.b
choppas fired at a n-gg- neck like a jesus piece
the streets been waiting on me like im the upcoming jesus week
jesus week so merry christmas
i be with tay keith he the f-ckin hitta
call my bullets scissors by the way they split ya
rainbow -ss n-gg- i smash ya skittle
these n-gg-s fake and i don’t trust them
b-tches great but i don’t love them
burn they face and them i shove them
always put money above them
n-gg-s slow but y’all loved her
she a hoe but you gone cuff her
imma fighter not a lover
so if you run on me then you in trouble
call up lil double he gone bring these packs in
most of these n-gg-s be actin
they ain’t bout this action
momma told me boy you better do your f-cking best
you better have an a or b on your f-ckin test, so i did that
money on my mind gotta get that
n-gg-s whack that’s why i aim choppers at they filly hat
fill you up with sh-lls turn your -ss to a taco sh-ll
n-gg- ran up on me, step back i shoot like jarrett jack
big stacks your b-tch eating me like a kit-kat
pockets fact spread number 20s where my dollars at
n-gg-s gotta problem mask up ayy where them choppas at
bangers in this place make a p-ssy n-gg- have a heart attack

- blocboy jb lyrics

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