Mini Van lyrics

[Chorus: BlocBoy JB]
I got them hitters in minivans
Chopper it spinning, no ceiling fan
Get your b*tches then I bald 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

[Verse 1: BlocBoy JB]
I can't believe that they (Ayy, ayy)
I can't believe that they (Ayy)
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 three 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
[Chorus: BlocBoy JB]
I got them hitters in minivans
Chopper it spinning, no ceiling fan
Get your b*tches then I bald 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

[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 di*k and she like it (Yeah)
It's a quickie, don't kick off my Nike's (Uh-huh)
Sucking di*k in your kitchen, she triflin' (Uh)
Slide the door open and this n*gga tried me (Watch out)
[Chorus: BlocBoy JB]
I got them hitters in minivans
Chopper it spinning, no ceiling fan
Get your b*tches then I bald 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