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dababy & blocboy jb - mini van lyrics

[chorus: blocboy jb]
i get them hitters in mini van
chopper it spinning, no ceiling fan
get your b-tches then i ball like a skeleton
call up the plug and i told him quit meddling
i ain’t got no time for no middleman
walk in the trap and take over his trap, should i let him in?
if i do then we gon make a settlement
these n-ggas snitching, they talk too intelligent
i know that these n-ggas telling it
i can’t believe that they (ayy)
i can’t believe that they (ayy)

[verse 1: blocboy jb]
f-ck n-gga dissin’ it’s boa
i need a check like it’s boa
i got them chips like it’s frito-lay
so much cheese, let’s have a dorito race
i just brought so many guns through the tsa
don’t tell me, “sir, can you open your briefcase?”
your money is slow, that’s a delay
you only been trappin’ and serving for 3 days
i bring the back to the front like a replay
i shoot my gun and it turn to relay
i’ma turn up for a month on my c-day
me and lil cameron gon turn up for his p-day
i just caught me a lil’ opp on the e-way
i hit heat him up ’til he cremate

[verse 2: dababy]
ah, your partners’ gon’ tell they b-tches (uh-huh)
the phones out with me doing business (brrrt)
the poles with me doing pictures (yeah)
r&b hoes in my mentions (huh?)
you paid for the hoe, i didn’t (no)
she went and bought a four-five pistol (she do)
brought it back in the box, no christmas (yeah)
just think about me and your b-tch, running round in your sh-t, playing hide and go get it (haha)
got my hand on the back of her head, with her face in the bed, looking dead at your picture (yeah-yeah-yeah)
giving your lil’ b-tch d-ck and she like it (yeah)
it’s a quickie, don’t kick off my nike’s (uh-huh)
sucking d-ck in your kitchen, she triflin’ (uh)
slide the door open and this n-gga tried me (watch out)

- dababy blocboy jb lyrics

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