lirik lagu blocboy jb - don't be mad
[intro]
yeah, yeah
woah, woah, woah
red dead, i’m so f-ckin’ ballin’, bro
word, huh? hah
blocboy
i’m f-ckin’ tired of all this sh-t, man, ayy
ayy, lil’ n-gga, put that sh-t down, man, put that sh-t down, man
you won’t f-ckin’ touch me
[verse]
i catch a opp black and then i give him the blue
choppa in some saint laurent shoes
i f-ck your b-tch back, p-ss the ho to the crew
they flippin’, you know what they do
all of my diamonds dancin’, [?] it for a two
b-tch, i get more money than you
i’m at the day one, up the tummy on you
yeah, did what the money’ll do
i’m the man, you a [?]
who your karen? who your tefo’?
catch a fly like a n-o
thinkin’ ’bout coppin’ me a brand new limo
got two sticks and i hope that a two, n-gga, that’s all i intend though
heard the opp touch a bando
i’ma let a hundred, some shots hit the window
and you can name any nation in the world, but i don’t want [?]
hit him with .223’s and bullets that stick a n-gga like a porcupine
i grew up in the hood, n-gga, when i was ten, i was throwin’ them gang signs
i’m at these b-tches neck like i hung with some brains that ain’t got no brain time
ice on my wrist and my neck, b-tch, you know i’m ’bout to check
n-gga run off on my dope, he get the rope ’round his neck
yeah, how the f-ck did he survive on a shot to his neck?
we put a move on the services, too, put this dude on a bed
yeah, i hit the mall with the glocks on me
can’t f-ck ’round with the paparazzi
my boy, you a snitch if you tell somebody
if you speak on my name, do i smell a body?
i’m wit’ a b-tch, she say she a vegan, but i’m ’bout to give her the smoked sausage
she hit the dope and turned to superwoman, fly to the d like a copilot
tryna f-ck, baby, i don’t need no styling
i might style that sh-t out in some new bouncers
got so many hoes and i’m tryna flow, hit me up if you just want some new talent
hit me up, do you want just some new talent?
i turn a lost ho to a boss ho, turn that b-tch to a crew counter
watch how i strike a pose when i wipe his nose like a muh’f-ckin’ new napkin
i got a [?], has one blue and black, but i really don’t do cappin’
yeah, that n-gga say, “olay,” when i give him the fire, leave him still with his feet tappin’
i just put yo’ b-tch, got to kiss on my d, don’t get mad when this sh-t happens
[outro]
don’t get mad when this sh-t happens
for real, for real
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