[Intro: BlocBoy JB]
Ha, word
SIMI, load that f**in' SIMI
Hey (ha), hey, yeah
[Chorus: BlocBoy JB]
b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that)
b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that)
b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (word)
b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that)
That choppa turn you to a runnin' back, b**h (grrrah)
b**h f** your clique and go run with that b**h (boom, boom, boom)
I f**ed your b**h and you sprung off that b**h (word)
You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**h (that's on my mama)
Tay Keith, f** these n***as up
Ho, better not say no more (what)
b**h, get me some Glock from the store (go)
You did the set, cool, say no more (no)
I lay you down like a welcome mat, ho (word)
Congratulations, you're welcome, you ho (ho)
In the air, like a UFO (in the air)
I'm pulling cards like it's Yu-Gi-Oh
How you a gangsta on crew control (word)
Talking 'bout guns, I got two of those
Bless him like somebody blew a nose
I clean sh** up like it's poop control (poop control)
Hundred drum up his nose (nose), keep a pole
More paper than a pope
Say he want beef, it's a go
Locked and load, let's go to they hood and pose
Where they at, let me just find out
All I need is a hideout (word)
I'ma pull up in some drive out (skrrt, skrrt)
[Verse 1: BlocBoy JB]
It's a race (ayy, it's a race)
I can't hit your blunt 'cause it might just be laced (might be laced)
And I can't f** your b**h unless I get some face (I get some face, uh)
I had a worst and mad ho askin' for favors
I be smokin' on loud, just woke up the neighbors
I'm in your house like I do your cable
Snitched on your man, boy, you is a traitor (word)
Stab a n***a like dominoes on a table
Sunday we pray for senile for saviour
DOA, that's first degree, can't save you
I'm totin' sh** like I'm Mater
2017, made the fader
Balling on n***as like Lakers
I call up [?] for a fade up
Chopper will spin you around
360, we getting these waves up
She didn't want you, so you raped her
Call you a plate cause you ate her
f** a fourth of the lean, pour an eight up
She give me head 'til she get her lil' grades up
[Chorus: BlocBoy JB]
b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that)
b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that)
b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (word)
b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that)
That choppa turn you to a runnin' back, b**h (grrrah)
b**h f** your clique and go run with that b**h (boom, boom, boom)
I f**ed your b**h and you sprung off that b**h (word)
You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**h (that's on my mama)
Tay Keith, f** these n***as up
Ho, better not say no more
b**h, get me some Glocks from the store
You did the set, cool, say no more
I lay you down like a welcome mat, ho
Congratulations, you're welcome, you ho
In the air, like a UFO
I'm pulling cards like it's Yu-Gi-Oh
How you a gangsta on crew control
Talking 'bout guns, I got two of those
Bless him like somebody blew a nose
I clean sh** up like it's poop control
Hundred drum up his nose, keep a pole
More paper than a pope
Say he want beef, it's a go
Locked and load, let's go to they hood and pose
Where they at, let me just find out
All I need is a hideout, I'ma pull up in some drive out
[Verse 2: Lil Pump]
We been had your wife, man, we don't want your b**h (ouu)
You sipping on Karo, we sip Actavis (chill)
Don't need no lights for my bust down to hit (huh)
I got like 3 pinky rings on my fist (god damn)
Kick a b**h out of my house (ouu)
Kick her a** out because she came with mid (chill)
Me and Bloc just gave your grandma a brick (huh)
Your b**h p**y dirty, it smelling like fish (ouu)
Ouu, we ain't with none of that, hoe (huh)
I don't drink water, b**h, I only pour fours (yeah)
I be getting like a hundred bands for a show (ouu)
I just smashed eight hoes in a row (chyeah)
Auntie pregnant smoking on dope (damn)
And I got a bad b**h sniffing on coke (huh)
Could've bought a house but I went and bought a boat (boat)
I'm so rich but I still want more (more)
I was on house arrest popping on pills (pills)
Now Lil Pump worth like ten mil' (yeah)
Got a lot of ice on my chains, it's real (wow)
Sipping on Wock with Dr. Phil (ouu)
Can't buy a pint if the b**h ain't sealed (nope)
Got your wife booted in Beverly Hills (yeah)
Try to come in my house, get your a** k**ed (k**ed)
I'm on molly, all my pints just spilled (ooh)
[Chorus: BlocBoy JB]
b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that)
b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that)
b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (word)
b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that)
That choppa turn you to a runnin' back, b**h (grrrah)
b**h f** your clique and go run with that b**h (boom, boom, boom)
I f**ed your b**h and you sprung off that b**h (word)
You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**h (that's on my mama)
Tay Keith, f** these n***as up
Ho, better not say no more
b**h, get me some [?] from the store
You did the set, cool, say no more
I lay you down like a welcome mat, ho
Congratulations, you're welcome, you ho
In the air, like a UFO
I'm pulling cards like it's Yu-Gi-Oh
How you a gangsta on crew control
Talking 'bout guns, I got two of those
Bless him like somebody blew a nose
I clean sh** up like it's poop control
Hundred drum up his nose, keep a pole
More paper than a pope
Say he want beef, it's a go
Locked and load, let's go to they hood and pose
Where they at, let me just find out
All I need is a hideout, I'ma pull up in some drive out