BLV Anthem lyrics

[Intro]
(Wake up—)
Yah (Yah), BL
Rock out, n*gga
Pull them thirties out (Wake—)

[Chorus]
Hm, yah, stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV (BLV)
Yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes, the passenger seat is a LMG
Huh, yah, n*gga, I hop in the car and I crank the b*tch up with no key (Crank the b*tch up)
Yah, I ain't go to war with these pus*y-ass n*ggas, they can D-I-E (f*ck goin' to war with these b*tches)
Hm, yah, stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV (BLV)
Yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes, the passenger seat is a LMG
Huh, yah, n*gga, I hop in the car and I crank the b*tch up with no key (Crank the b*tch up)
Yah, I ain't go to war with these pus*y-ass n*ggas, they can D-I-E (Go to war)

[Verse]
10 Letter mobb, they know not to play with us
I got this blicky, n*gga, I won't knuckle up
Huh, n*gga, he ain't fin' do nun', ugh
Pop out this stick on a young one
Yeah, when I get off on police like Fun Run
You keep talm' 'bout them racks, he won't touch none
He talm' 'bout the b*tch, but she gon' suck some, huh
We make that b*tch cry like a onion
Yeah, come bust at that boy in the dungeon
Take his ass off, all I need is a hundun
You don't know how it feel to get it how you live
Punch his ass out 'cause that boy know my jig
My brother beat a M, call Brian Steel
Can't smoke with me, I know you smoke mid
Take his ass off 'til he can't pay his bills
We shock the boy like electric eel
Touch a thirty band, that's with no deal
Feel some type of way, then I go catch a kill (Yah)
Baby Whoa poppin' out, doin' every drill (Whoa)
Rich as f*ck and a n*gga still steal
n*gga, pus*y pop' 'em like a Advil (Ugh)
n*gga pus*y, meet me in the battlefield (Brrt)
I'm that vampire be in Crystal Lake
And the ten laws, I never talk to jakes
He get butterflies like it's a bellyache
Do his ass bad right in broad day
Uh, I'll beat my opp ass in the hallway (Yeah)
Huh, Rice street, 505, is a earthquake
Y'all broke than a b*tch, n*gga, don't hate (Broke)
And I never went to school, man, I been late (Yah)
n*gga copyin' my drip, n*gga, do the pate
Boy, I got everyone with me, I never flake
Von ain't dead, that's for heaven sake (Dead)
Gave my b*tch the test, you know she the bait (Yah)
In the street life, sh*t get rough (Life)
Come through the back door, ambush (Yah)
Ghost Glocks on me, Danny Phantom (Brrt)
And we leave the trap house abandoned
[Chorus]
Hm, yah, stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV (BLV, BabyLife)
Yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes, the passenger seat is a LMG (LMG)
Huh, yah, n*gga, I hop in the car and I crank the b*tch up with no key (Crank the b*tch up)
Yah, I ain't go to war with these pus*y-ass n*ggas, they can D-I-E (They can D-I-E)
Hm, yah, stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV (BLV)
Yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes, the passenger seat is a LMG (A LMG)
Huh, yah, n*gga, I hop in the car and I crank the b*tch up with no key (n*gga, crank the b*tch up)
Yah, I ain't go to war with these pus*y-ass n*ggas, they can D-I-E (D-I-E)