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[intro: blockboi twitch & duvy]
yeah, mhm
blockboi (mhm, hm)
i wanted money, so i had to get it
mhm, ouf, yeah

[chorus: blockboi twitch & duvy]
bob the builder, play with ’em tools
k!ller front line, and ready to [?]
ot trips, i’m dodgin’ troops
phone jump like the end of the month
me and duvy, we both one of one
big drip, [?]
vv’s got my neck [?]
bad b*tches pop p*ssy, throw ones
let’s go, yeah
i had to run it up, get it the hard way, let’s go in
me and my n*ggas, we stickin’ together, they say we chosen
he ain’t smoke real runtz, i ain’t seen no one
down bad day in the summer, i had to go up

[verse 1: blockboi twitch]
blockboi on the glow up
these b*tches, they startin’ to know us
down bad, i was eatin’ them cocas
now it’s lobster and steak, these n*ggas so fake
[?] through the hate, cartier frames, [?] tint
all my n*ggas gon’ get it in
slam dunk on the opps, break the rim, yeah
trap house, gon’ break it down to fractions
shooters knockin’ out the black benz
my n*ggas in the trap house, serve a lot of dope
young n*gga came from nothin’, now we really seein’ hope
greyhound, yeah, touchdown
twenty racks, in and out, had to take a different route
couple racks in the safe, put the dope in the couch
put the glock in your face if a n*gga run his mouth, yeah
my n*gga, he got my back, my blood, for real, he would not cross me
play with ’em sticks, crosby
knock him off his feet, hockey
say you always outside, hardly
same n*gga still splash up the party
my b*tch booty pokin’ like cardi
f*ckin’ on her friend, ain’t sorry
[chorus: blockboi twitch & duvy]
bob the builder, play with ’em tools
k!ller front line, and ready to [?]
ot trips, i’m dodgin’ troops
phone jump like the end of the month
me and duvy, we both one of one
big drip, [?]
vv’s got my neck [?]
bad b*tches pop p*ssy, throw ones
let’s go, yeah
i had to run it up, get it the hard way, let’s go in
me and my n*ggas, we stickin’ together, they say we chosen
he ain’t smoke real runtz, i ain’t seen no one
down bad day in the summer, i had to go up

[verse 2: duvy]
digital dash hit the backend
brought a gunner, he clear the scene
hot car dealer, ten bands, then spend it
ain’t n0body there, quit pretendin’
got baby, she drippin’ in bape
i made a lil’ wish, pray we all do well
head tap everybody, n*ggas gon’ get it
bro be a viper, slimy n*gga
had to play my card, b*tch, i’m playin’ ace
feelin’ like mitch when the money in place
flight to l.a., havin’ jet lag
been a winner, yeah, lot of them big mad
whole lotta sinners, bloodbath
cartier henny to hide the pain
had to run it up for them rainy days
said give me love, and i ain’t feel no one
yeah, say they watchin’ me, i had to get it all
too many fake love, too many fake hugs
me, young and hate love
we gotta roll with a big glock
still puttin’ racks on my denim jeans
started with a penny, and i run it up
yeah, dope game better
[chorus: blockboi twitch & duvy]
bob the builder, play with ’em tools
k!ller front line, and ready to [?]
ot trips, i’m dodgin’ troops
phone jump like the end of the month
me and duvy, we both one of one
big drip, [?]
vv’s got my neck [?]
bad b*tches pop p*ssy, throw ones
let’s go, yeah
i had to run it up, get it the hard way, let’s go in
me and my n*ggas, we stickin’ together, they say we chosen
he ain’t smoke real runtz, i ain’t seen no one
down bad day in the summer, i had to go up

- blockboi twitch lyrics

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