lirik lagu lil blood – ignorant shit
[intro: lil blood & peezy]
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old drunk~ass b~tch
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ayy, blood, you already know what’s goin’ on, n~gga, ghetto boy, 3rd world sh~t, n~gga
uh, uh
this sh~t—
this sh~t real different, know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
like, super astronomical, some sh~t like that
very ignorant
you dig?
phew, phew, phew
[verse 1: lil blood]
told the lil’ b~tch i’m a boss with workers
and every b~tch i f~ck with gotta serve her purpose
i ain’t f~ckin’ on no b~tch unless i’m checkin’ her purses
on demon time and i’ma wrap a n~gga head like a turban
searchin’ for every dollar when i break on a b~tch
if she ain’t trickin’ talkin’, blood gon’ have to shake on a b~tch
see, i have little patience, blood ain’t ’bout to wait on a b~tch
hibachi dinner date and i’ma make her pay for the sh~t
i gave amy a couple solids, walked away with a ‘script
hit for a brick, sold an eight, the other eight, i’ma sip
told shapey to grab a fanta, backwood, and some chips
phone ringin’, that’s my baby mama trippin’ and sh~t
ayy, we be reckless with that fully, on some ignorant sh~t
he on some ignorant sh~t
stay with a b~tch for six months without givin’ her rent
when you get drunk, b~tch, you get sloppy and belligerent, b~tch
[chorus: 3rd world momo]
yeah, i stepped in the party on my ignorant sh~t (i’m on some ignorant sh~t)
if she ain’t got no chicken for me, i get rid of that b~tch (then i get rid of that b~tch)
i got in with my forty with a stick in that b~tch (i got a stick in that b~tch)
if she don’t put it in my hand, then i ain’t d~ckin’ that b~tch (no, i ain’t d~ckin’ that b~tch)
caught her comin’ drunk on that belligerent sh~t (on that belligerent sh~t)
twelve hundred on my shoes, couple bands on my fit (couple racks on the fit, b~tch)
no, i ain’t f~ckin’ with no semis, got a glock with a switch (got a glock with a switch, b~tch)
i’m tryna beat the block up, no time to box with a b~tch (time to box with no b~tch)
[verse 2: peezy]
pick the top up, no, you can’t box with a clip
had to pull the top up, it done got hot in this b~tch
i cut the ac on, ridin’, bangin’ pac in this b~tch
and ain’t no life after death you plan on stoppin’ this sh~t
i ride ghosts ’cause i’m a ghost rider
i’m so f~ckin’ fly, i need a copilot
thick b~tch bouncin’ up and down like she a lowrider
wrist froze, but a n~gga lit, i don’t need no lighting
i just might retire, sh~t, i’m on fire
she just wanna f~ck me and i won’t fight her
run up on the gang, leave you with a sh~t bag, here go your diaper
38 amiris, pockets stuffed, can’t get no tighter
expensive~ass, ugly~ass shoes, i really don’t like ’em
ghetto boy, 3rd world sh~t, don’t ever test it
i got lawyers on retainer case i ever get arrested
got my b~tches on retainer, she gon’ run soon as i text her
rockin’ three different presis like i keep gettin’ elected
[chorus: 3rd world momo]
yeah, i stepped in the party on my ignorant sh~t (i’m on some ignorant sh~t)
if she ain’t got no chicken for me, i get rid of that b~tch (then i get rid of that b~tch)
i got in with my forty with a stick in that b~tch (i got a stick in that b~tch)
if she don’t put it in my hand, then i ain’t d~ckin’ that b~tch (no, i ain’t d~ckin’ that b~tch)
caught her comin’ drunk on that belligerent sh~t (on that belligerent sh~t)
twelve hundred on my shoes, couple bands on my fit (couple racks on the fit, b~tch)
no, i ain’t f~ckin’ with no semis, got a glock with a switch (got a glock with a switch, b~tch)
i’m tryna beat the block up, no time to box with a b~tch (time to box with no b~tch)
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