Not a Blood (no children) lyrics

by

Jace!


[Intro]
Ooh (ayy), b*tch (Real Murda Worth sh*t, ayy)
Who gon' shoot somethin'? We know you not (n*gga), b*tch (Ayy, we know you not)
Who is a Blood n*gga? We know you not (b*tch, ayy, uhh)
Who gon' shoot n*gga? Phew (Uhh, ayy, real Murda Worth sh*t I'm talking 'bout)

[Chorus]
Who gon' shoot somethin', we know you not (We know you not, b*tch), okay, uh (Ayy)
Who is a Blood? n*gga, we know you not (We know you not)
Yeah, I be singing, but don't get it twisted, b*tch, I used to trap off a hotspot (Trap off a hotspot)
Fan ass n*gga, what, he want him a high five? (High five)
Said he was gang, now he think he a hotshot (Hotshot)
They letting you pass, because you puttin' 'em on (Puttin' 'em on)

[Verse]
They be letting you pass, you shoutin' 'em out (Shoutin' 'em out)
I be dropping my lo' when I'm out and about (Out and about)
f*ck off the drum, I aim it at his house (His house)
I got some money, then moved out to H-town (Moved out to H-town)
Run in with a drac', make the f*ck n*gga lay down (Lay down)
He hit in his face if b*tch try to take mine (Take mine)
Kickin' sh*t, I'm in Africa like Akon (Akon)
Sippin' on Tris, b*tch, I don't do Akorn (Akorn)
Pull off with his main b*tch, she wanna make porn (Make porn)
Bullet got his name on it, it's made for 'em (Made for 'em)
I'm in a brand new Beamer, it's made for 'em (Made for 'em)
G19 make 'em run a whole track race (Whole track race)
Green tip bullet left him with a fat face (b*tch)
I am the one that they hate, they won't catch me (Catch me)
I feel like Lil Jay, I ride with a XD
That lil' boy zesty, he "UwU XD"
Who gon' shoot somethin', we know you not, you can't get next to me (b*tch)
Huh, I think I might just go Cartier or Hublot, I used to flex in (b*tch)
[Chorus]
Who gon' shoot somethin', we know you not (We know, ayy, we know), okay, uh (Ayy)
Who is a Blood? n*gga, we know you not (We know you not)
Yeah, I be singing, but don't get it twisted, b*tch, I used to trap off a hotspot (Trap off a hotspot)
Fan ass n*gga, what, he want him a high five? (High five)
Said he was gang, now he think he a hotshot (Hotshot)
They letting you pass, because you puttin' 'em on (Puttin' 'em on)

[Outro]
That lil' boy zesty, he uwu-, a-ha-ha, oh sh*t! (You shoutin' 'em out, when I'm out and about)
That lil' boy zesty, he uwu, XD, a-ha-ha (Out his house, moved out to H-town)
(Make him lay down, b*tch wanna take mine, Akon, Akorn)
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