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free blood - blocboy jb lyrics

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[intro]
uh, uh, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse]
right now, i’m in the city, this sh*t hot, boy
the opps ain’t hittin’ on sh*t, ayy, check the stats
ayy, on my name jb, and i’m a blocboy
free money, he caught two bodies, he on max
everything i rap, this sh*t is facts
them n*ggas ain’t on sh*t, them n*ggas cap
so many guns that i can mix and match
where bobby shmurda? i’m tryna catch that n*gga hat
tote .35’s, n*ggas shoot whoever lookin’
goin’ at your b*tch, ayy, ayy, ain’t sh*t about me p*ssy
my mom knew i was a g from my first whoopin’
said, “go and get a switch,” i got the bigger one out the bushes, n*gga
when we spin that neighborhood, we all out took it, n*gga
where your glock? let me see it, b*tch, i took it, n*gga
like my hat, n*gga, i be so d*mn crooked, n*gga
hang to the left, i like that b*tch
she was just my one*night stand and you like that b*tch
by the way, she eat the man, sh*t, i like that b*tch too
they can’t see it’s five percent on the window tint
ridin’ with this f&n, ain’t no fun without you
and it ain’t no playin’ middle, you gotta pick a side or somethin’
my cousin creepin’ up the block, almost got smoked for tryna run
bank account look like a playground, that b*tch have plenty funds
walked him down, he got a sprayground, send a backpack to his son

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