Soulja - BlocBoy JB

Ayy man, shut the fuck up man

Let me drop these motherfuckin' bars man

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

1996, mama gave birth to a soldier (a soldier)

Hopped up off the porch, drive-bys in Toyotas (drive two)

Crackin' shit, no soda (no soda), forties no Corollas (Corollas)

If a nigga try me I’ma shoot like Villanova (yeah)

Ran off on the plug, Lil Flip, game over (game over)

Who the fuck that icy ass nigga in that Rover?

(that Rover)

I might snatch his chain (give me that), knock his brains (give me that),

in a soda (give me that)

Took off worldwide (yeah), I got tired of being local (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Push you like a motor (woo)

Still takin' shit from Krogers (from Krogers)

Trappin' in the Dover (trap)

Trap-trappin' in the Dover (trap, trap)

Bitch just hit my line (yeah)

Told-told her that it’s over (that's on my mama)

Bitch I only wanna fuck (ha)

Should’ve listened what I told ya (ha, ha)

I’m in the cell with nothin' to lose

Send packs through the mail, I might fuck your boo (damn)

Forty-three buggin', crippin' out a cubbie (crip)

You dissin' the god (crip), we gon' bust shots at you (crip)

They cover they eyes, let’s play peek-a-boo

Got too many hoes, let’s play pick and choose (whoa)

I got some hitters, call 'em Scooby Doo (whoa)

I tell 'em to shoot (whoa), they gon' bust out the roof (whoa)

Crippin' too hard, ain’t no turnin' cat (yeah)

Say you get money bitch, where it’s at?

(huh?)

That ain’t your money, bitch give it back (give it back)

I get it and flip it and triple that (triple that)

My dick on her titties, she nibble that (she nibble that)

She swallowing kiddies, I’m higher than Whitney (I'm high)

Keep a bankroll, twenties and the fifties (yeah)

Fuck on your ho and dip up out the city (I'm gone), it’s Bloc

Hah, hah, bitch it’s Bloc

Hah, hah, I’m on the block

Hah, hah, with the Glock

Hah, hah, yeah

Word, word, word

Wo-wo-wo-wo-word

Yeah, BlocBoy, BlocBoy, BlocBoy