|
|
- BlocBoy JB Y OPPA 歌詞
- Lil Mosey BlocBoy JB
- I will see there are we
Pull up in yo city
Then I hopped out with a flare
With a flare
My n***a roll with me
If its beef then we gon blare
Bo bo bo bo
Pull up in a Beamer
Then I skrt off with a Lamb
Skrt skrt skrt skrt
I got all these racks
So Im flexing cause I can
Cause I can
Gucci on my feet and Im with my n***a JD yeah
Roll around with 20s got a yoppa on me ayy
Margiela on his feet I got Louis on me uh
I blow all that gas I be sippin on the lean
30 thirty bands my neck my jewels water like saline
And my life be moving fast like Im in a movie ayy
We dont f* *k around so we holding 223
Beat beat
And Im on the f**king xan
I just missed it in my dream
Always
I sip on the lean and my big homie OG yeah
I got 20 shooters they gon wait you like saline
Then
They know a lil Fendi
A lil that lil bro flippin key yeah
I just walk like water I know sippin on codeine yeah
Pull up in yo city
Then I hopped out with a flare
With a flare
My n***a roll with me
If its beef then we gon blare bo bo bo bo
Pull up in a Beamer
Then I skrt off with a Lamb
Skrt skrt skrt skrt
I got all these racks
So Im flexing cause I can
Cause I can
Gucci on my feet and Im with my n***a JD yeah
Roll around with 20s got a yoppa on me ayy
Margiela on his feet I got Louis on me uh
I blow all that gas I be sippin on the lean
Oyy
We smoke gas like the pack aint no turnin down
Down
Jane sad purple rain crippin in yo town
Crip
Players goin down ayy
Where he stay I need him now
Rra ayy
I call up em feses
They gonna smoke him like a ounce
B***h b***h I make the trap bounce
Yeah
What you need I got that
N***a tried to rob me
Uh
Best believe I shot that
Thats on my mama
These n***as aint killers
They the one thats gettin shot at
Shot at
They snitchin and I caught dead
Made me put some top at
Pull up in yo city
Then I hopped out with a flare
With a flare
My n***a roll with me
If its beef then we gon blare
Bo bo bo bo
Pull up in a Beamer
Then I skrt off with a Lamb
Skrt skrt skrt skrt
I got all these racks
So Im flexing cause I can
Cause I can
Gucci on my feet and Im with my n***a
JD yeah
Roll around with 20s got a yoppa on me ayy
Margiela on his feet I got Louis on me uh
I blow all that gas I be sippin on the lean
Oye
|
|
|
|
