On YA BloQ lyrics
by .223Jerm
[Verse 1: Dkoolpharaoh]
Skirt up, scope out, pop his mans
Bodies floppin', steal a grand
Bluffles, blood baths, splashin' them
Skirt out, [?], countin' bands
If we pull out AR's and 50's, I'm scopin' outside and bustin' they kidney
See talkin' that sh*t like you with me, I run up yo' [?] I'm droppin' clips easy
[?]
The bodies they stuffin' the [?], I skirt off the block and I'm [?] like go kart
Can't f*ck with yo' jockin', you next
I'm checkin' hot bullets that stretch
Like run up [?]
Space a n*gga like some check
Choppa bake a n*gga's set
Scale a flipper with the tech
Cleanin' n*gga like a spec
Offset, he get rep
Chew a n*gga off [?]
[?] with the pack
They beside me like a dike
Firin' shots with the pipe
Two scope, he get sight
Hella bands, I did the work
Off rip, I'm from the earth
Off rip, I'm sippin' [?]
Beat a n*gga off his turf
[?]
Stealin' from him then I surf
[Interlude: .223Jerm]
Gang, gang, gang sh*t, gang b*tch, gang sh*t, gang, gang, gang
[Verse 2: .223Jerm]
I keep two straps like n*gga better think fast
Poppin molly, Percocet's just to relapse
I already f*cked yo' hoe, come get yo' b*tch back
Why you talkin' so damn reckless? You could get clapped
b*tch, I'm posted in the field with extended mags
If I'm ridin' with the gang then you get wacked
b*tch, I'm booted up, I'm ridin' with a gun
All about my check, no Nike, free runs
That's yo' b*tch, that's yo' hoe, she give me tongue
You ain't tryna catch no smokin' for yo' lungs
b*tch, I'm ganged up
b*tch, I'm ganged up
I'm with my squad
Pipe up, hoe, little b*tch, you a thot
n*ggas said they real but they lookin' like some frauds
n*gga, I don't give a f*ck, I pull up then I bop
[Verse 3: 83HADES]
Pull up then I pop, b*tch, ugh
In my Robbins, ugh
Hoe, you flaugin', ugh
And I know you f*cks don't like me probably 'cause you know I'm robbin'
[?] sh*t up in my wallet, these percies, we get to poppin'
If you don't got it now, then lil' b*tch, we got a problem
Come and find me we can solve it
I'm splashin' just like a dolphin
I'm sippin' but I'm not coughin'
I'm wishin' for you to stop it
We kickin' down that door
No time for all that knockin'
All you real pussies broke, I'm saggin' a lil' bit bigger
Why you tweakin' over thots?
Lil 80 had already hit her
I slide down on your sister
He said that he got a hitter
I hit 'em a lil bit quicker
I'm gon' make that pus*y shiver
Gon' make them panties drop
Choppa big, I kill a cult
83 might need the pole
[Outro]
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