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yung reece - block her lyrics

[chorus]

shortie trippin’, she wasting my time so imma block her (b-tch)
if you gon’ run up you can’t catch me without the choppa (word? okay, yuh)
hundred round drums for my n-ggas they my shottas (bow! bow!)
n-ggas be haters but they don’t know nothing about us (huh?, they dont know sh-t)
i just be rolling up why a n-gga always straight (aye, aye, b-tch)
f-ck on a thottie and take a blunt up to the face (take a blunt up to the face )
these n-ggas followers swear these n-ggas have a trace (swear these n-ggas have a trace)
i popped a xanny and now it’s taking me to sp-ce

[verse]

poppin’ it, poppin’ it, poppin it (aye)
pull out the choppa start poppin’ it (pull out the chop)
hundred blue faces all onto me (hunnit blue faces)
i got the stick yeah it’s obvious (uh)
that lil’ b-tch told me she want me (why?)
she seeing hundreds my pocket b-tch (aaye)
and now she told me she need me (aye)
‘cause she know i just be coppin it (cause she know i just be coppin it)
brand new gun, n0body shot it (brand new gun n0body shot)
ready to shoot with the cross in it
give me like 2 or 3 bodies (uh, uh)
‘cause you know i just be dropping sh-t (aye)
diamonds they flooded my rollie (diamonds they flooded my rollie)
no way it tic perfect timing b-tch
i f-cked that hoe now her brother be trying me
i gotta pull out the choppa birch (brr, brr, brr, brr, okay)

[chorus]

- yung reece lyrics

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