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oneshotace - blocks lyrics

[intro: oneshotace]
(this is a high grade production)
grr, yeah, yeah
fbo sh+t, n+gga
big fbo sh+t, n+gga, huh

[chorus: oneshotace]
i got some n+ggas i only be with when we spinnin’ blocks (when we spinnin’ blocks)
so you see me and you see bop, you better call them cops (you better call them, n+gga)
if you see me and you see ru, somebody in a box (somebody dead)
my homie trap like he a jew, he told me “scr+pe the pot”
look (look), wait (wait), let me k!ll this sh+t (let me k!ll this sh+t)
these n+ggas ezel how they be stealin’ sh+t (how they be what?)
yeah, i know they want us gonе, but b+tch, we still exist
and i heard you finally slid, but dawg, you still a b+tch (still a b+tch)
[verse 1: oneshotace]
b+tch, i’vе been a boss, you ain’t gon’ treat me like these weirdo n+ggas
p+ssy think he lyin’ hard, ten, man, i’m tryna scarecrow n+ggas
all these k!llers with me totin’ guns, ain’t puttin’ hands on n+ggas
ask you for your autograph, then pop you, i’m a fan of n+ggas
must’ve been a .40, i ain’t never up no camera, n+gga (uh+uh)
say you ’bout this sh+t, when it went down, i seen you panic, n+gga (scared)
ru throwin’ shots with bad intentions, tryna damage n+ggas
bullets mtv, the way they fired out that cannon, n+gga (brr)
in miami, lamborghini, this ain’t come from ‘raq (nah)
could be tina, could be fetti, i can’t tell you that (shh)
know n+ggas doubtin’, but i got some plug, can’t do this sh+t without me
plus i got some people that i love, i had to get from ’round me (i had to get from ’round me)
d+mn, f+ck it, spend that corner then
treat ’em like an easy bucket, we gon’ score again
i got some n+ggas i only be with when we gettin’ money
so every n+gga you see me with can blow more than twenties

[chorus: oneshotace & moneybagg yo]
i got some n+ggas i only be with when we spinnin’ blocks (when we spinnin’ blocks)
so you see me and you see bop, you better call them cops (you better call them, n+gga)
if you see me and you see ru, somebody in a box (somebody dead)
my homie trap like he a jew, he told me “scr+pe the pot”
look (look), wait (wait), let me k!ll this sh+t (let me k!ll this sh+t)
these n+ggas ezel how they be stealin’ sh+t (how they be what?)
yeah, i know they want us gone, but b+tch, we still exist (uh)
and i heard you finally slid, but dawg, you still a b+tch (uh, uh, uh, uh)
[verse 2: moneybagg yo]
lil’ ‘bro done go move off the load, that’s just one call away (it’s one)
whenever grape and ape pop out, then that’s a murder day (who is?)
she gave me top while i was countin’ money, i couldn’t even concentrate (couldn’t focus)
choppers in this foreign, tennessee on the license plate (go)
look at me, my status proper, hundred+k to show my face (fee)
i’m locked in with betty crocker, work my move and bake a cake
he was green, you can’t even knock me, smoked the buzz and sold him shake (haha)
aubrey, you see nothin’ but drac’s (hits), block the street off, yellow tape (blitz)
pandemic sweet, i sn+tched a few m’s, i don’t want it to end
lookin’ like plenty money, they jugged me off the car, man
fifty+k, donated to some dancers, i just blew a benz
know they dedicated when they spin your block, then spin again (go)

- oneshotace lyrics

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